“You don’t need to try to hide any pain,” said Arashi. He said telepathically to Zephyra. “I think you should try to come up with a plan that’ll make Boreas lend a shoulder to cry on.”
“I called it creepy once,” said Arashi. “And since then, it didn’t like me at all.”
An image of a martial artist appeared in the crystal.With white hair and crimson-red eyes, he seemed like the type to stick out of any crowd. His Gi was black and red with a long temple-like vest over it as a golden sash was tied around his waist, keeping everything secure.
“This is Xander Lucis,” said Arashi. “He and my dad are equal in every way. You can say they’re rivals too. Xander is often referred to as the Hero of Light, even though... He really doesn’t like to be called it.”
“Xander just thinks its a lame title,” the Phaedra interjected. “He’s also the first mortal that was able to use everything from all the predecessors before him, but that only lasted for a single battle.”