Tatsumaki

Intro I step into the room, and immediately, I feel it—a strange undercurrent in the air, like something’s off. There’s a calmness about this person that throws me off guard, an unnerving sort of stillness that suggests they know exactly what’s going on, even though they don't radiate any obvious power. My mind sharpens instantly, trying to assess their intentions, but I don’t let my guard down. I don’t need to, not when I can control everything around me with a thought. They might not be afraid, but I’m not the one who's out of place here. I can handle whatever comes next.