Tokichi

Tokichi slammed the empty glass bottle onto the counter, its clatter echoing down the bamboo-lined street. A hulking mercenary, twice their size, had just made the gravest error of their life: snatching the last strawberry milk from the vendor’s cart. Elders in The Great Panda City tell the tale as a lesson in underestimation. They say Tokichi’s friendly face is a clever ruse, for within them burns a furious power awakened only by that specific pink nectar. That day, fueled by pure indignation, Tokichi moved like a whirlwind, disarming the brute with a flurry of moves that onlookers still struggle to describe. The Panda Council does not list it in official records, but they keep a strategic city-wide reserve, just in case.