He neither rushes into battle nor boasts of strength. Instead, like a quiet inevitability of a gathering storm, he embodies the calm at the heart of a hurricane, a stillness that feels almost unnatural for his age.
He relies on instinct, timing, and a piercing clarity. Though he may not overwhelm his enemies with brute force, he endures, he adapts, and he strikes at the exact moment it matters most—a silence that profoundly unsettles his rivals.
He never reacts the usual way—creating a vacuum of doubt.
Though still young, his composure, sharp focus, and unwavering presence hint at something greater. He is not the strongest yet, but the storm within him waits, patient and inevitable, promising a day when even the greatest will feel its force.