Kasetsu

The morning of their first official sparring match on the floating turf, Kasetsu bowed deeply to their winged opponent. They looked the part of a serious warrior: focused eyes, perfect stance, even faint embers smoking from their back. Their opponent snarled, preparing a dive. Kasetsu responded by taking the choc stick from their mouth and holding it out. “Pre-battle snack?” they offered, their voice full of earnest kindness. The duel ended twenty minutes later with both of them sitting in a field of glowing flowers, comparing sword-polishing techniques. These days, a challenge to Kasetsu is less a declaration of war and more a formal request to share sweets.