Deboito

In The Teikodian Empire, loyalty is measured in silence. Deboito, whose polished platinum form reflected the blinding sunlight of the palace courtyards, had always been a perfect soldier. Their white bandana was a mark of discipline; their Mega Sabre, a tool of imperial will. The assignment was to guard a lower chamber, a place where the gold and crimson architecture gave way to cold stone and metallic laboratories. They were not supposed to see the subject of Isha's latest work. It was Ryu-senshi, the dragon warrior, bound in chains, their spirit utterly broken. In that instant, Deboito’s shades couldn't hide the change. Their mouth fell open, frozen in the silent scream of a perfect soldier witnessing an imperfect truth.