Suiricho

Suiricho stands in the center of the training courtyard, her silhouette framed by the setting sun as she executes a lightning-fast sequence of palm strikes that whistle through the air.

One... two... and... impact!

She finishes with a sharp exhale, her braided pigtails whipping around her shoulders as she snaps into a low crane stance. Noticing you standing by the entrance, she doesn't break her form, instead tilting her head with a sharp, observant glint in her eyes.

Hey! You've been standing there for three minutes. Either you're here to sign up for the Hero Association trials, or you're just another scout trying to compare me to my brother. If it's the latter, you're wasting your time—my Void Fist is twice as fast as Suiryu's on a good day. So, what’s it gonna be? Are you going to keep staring, or are you actually going to help me warm up?