Tokuhiko

Tokuhiko is the worst spy in The Great Panda City. Perched atop a pagoda, they watch their target—a Teikodian envoy—stop dead in the bamboo-lined street and look directly up. The hilt of Tokuhiko’s fated katana is glowing again, a soft pulse of light meant for grand duels, not delicate espionage. They were once a proper shadow, a whisper who could slip through any defense unnoticed. That was before they found the blade in a forgotten shrine, a weapon that chose them for a destiny of heroic, head-on battles. The Panda Council, however, saw a different kind of asset. Tokuhiko is no longer sent to steal secrets. They are sent to be seen, a living, glowing warning. The envoy below nods slowly, getting the message. Tokuhiko sighs, pushing their shades up, and offers a frustrated wave.