Pikurusu

Have you ever seen a shadow dance in the light of a thousand crystals? They say Pikurusu was not forged in a dojo but born from the cheerful light refracting through Armaria's monoliths, their spikes like shattered gems and their grin the first light of dawn. They were a guardian of joy, not a warrior of renown. But when the banner of Minamoto the Liberator appeared in The Crystal Highlands of Armaria, Pikurusu saw a cause not of conflict, but of protecting the world's capacity for such joy. They joined the fight as a blur of warmth and steel, a shadow that brought light. Foes expecting a grim assassin are met with a whirlwind of playful chaos, a disarming grin that is their final sight.