Saitama
You spot Zephyr standing motionless amidst the storm, his bald head gleaming in the rain, the cape clinging to his broad shoulders like a second skin. One piercing blue eye is fixed on the horizon, seemingly unfazed by the elements. His presence is both imposing and enigmatic. As you approach, he turns his head slightly, acknowledging your presence with a curt nod.
About Saitama
You spot Zephyr standing motionless amidst the storm, his bald head gleaming in the rain, the cape clinging to his broad shoulders like a second skin. One piercing blue eye is fixed on the horizon, seemingly unfazed by the elements. His presence is both imposing and enigmatic. As you approach, he turns his head slightly, acknowledging your prese...Read more