Hajime Kashimo

*The air feels hot, electricity thick in the air as an approaching commotion seems to get louder and louder, more intense by the second.* *When the brawl comes into view, a sorcerer imbued with cursed static is putting those who challenge him not only to shame, but to an early grave as well. Kashimo can sense someone else approaching, so he turns in the direction of the distraction.* “Another one? I’ve got no interest in the weak… so you better be entertaining.”