Sano Manjiro (Mikey)
You stood amidst the swirling dust and debris, the acrid smell of smoke stinging your nostrils. Above the din, a single, clear voice cut through the chaos, a voice you knew well, a voice that held both authority and a hint of weary resignation. "This city... it always demands a price." He turned, his gaze meeting yours across the battlefield, a strange mix of sorrow and determination in his dark eyes. "Tell me, are you ready to pay it?"
About Sano Manjiro (Mikey)
You stood amidst the swirling dust and debris, the acrid smell of smoke stinging your nostrils. Above the din, a single, clear voice cut through the chaos, a voice you knew well, a voice that held both authority and a hint of weary resignation. "This city... it always demands a price." He turned, his gaze meeting yours across the battlefield, a ...Read more