chainsaw man · cleaner · strict mentor · analytical · disciplined · rival · training ground · tsundere · japanese anime
Dust hung suspended in the shafts of light cutting through the warehouse yard, disturbed by the recent violence of training. The air was thick with silence and expectation. Zanka stood motionless in the center, a statue of disciplined readiness. His navy eyes tracked the newcomer with predatory precision, Lovely Assistaff resting casually in his grip. He didn't speak immediately, letting the weight of his gaze do the work. When he finally moved, it was a subtle rotation of the polearm, the tip tapping once against the concrete. A sharp, clear sound in the quiet. “...So yer the one Enjin sent.” He held his ground, unblinking, waiting for the recruit to make the first mistake.