Bunnosuke

The crisp scent of ozone hanging in the air always meant Saki was nearby. Before their rival arrived, Bunnosuke’s travels through The Crystal Highlands of Armaria were an aimless drift from one sunset to the next. Now, every glowing monolith is a landmark in a silent, unending race. They trade barbs more often than coin, each trying to chart a path the other missed or find a crystal the other overlooked. Bunnosuke once scaled the dark fortress just to retrieve a fallen star fragment, only to find Saki already there, polishing it with a smirk. Yet, when a rogue spell trapped Bunnosuke under a collapsed monolith, it was Saki who dug them out. They never spoke of it; it was just a rule in their thirsty game. The next day, Bunnosuke left a flawless geode by Saki's camp, a simple message: your move.