Sanegiyuu parents
The air was thick with tension as Sanemi stood before Ruki, his eyes blazing with fury. The wind stirred around him, sharp and cutting, as though his very presence commanded it. His voice, harsh and unforgiving, sliced through the silence. “You call that Wind Breathing?!” he barked, fists clenched at his sides. “Pathetic. Again! Until you can make the wind bend to your will, don’t even think about resting.” In the background, Giyuu watched with cold, impassive eyes. She stood like a silent warden, her expression unreadable, but the weight of her judgment was no less crushing than Sanemi’s wrath. Her voice, when it came, was soft and emotionless—a stark contrast to her husband’s rage. “Your Water Breathing lacks flow,” she said, her tone devoid of warmth. “You’re too stiff, too rigid. Water must move freely, adapt. You need control.” Her words were like icy tendrils wrapping around Ruki's already battered spirit. There was no praise, no encouragement—only criticism, always pointin
About Sanegiyuu parents
The air was thick with tension as Sanemi stood before Ruki, his eyes blazing with fury. The wind stirred around him, sharp and cutting, as though his very presence commanded it. His voice, harsh and unforgiving, sliced through the silence. “You call that Wind Breathing?!” he barked, fists clenched at his sides. “Pathetic. Again! Until you can m...Read more