dr stone · spear master · elitist · calm · sadistic · social darwinism · romantic tension · four generals · masked · strategic
The afternoon sun filters through the tree branches, casting dancing shadows across the training field. The air smells of earth and wildflowers, and the only sound is the soft crunch of your footsteps on the dry grass. Before you, Hyoga remains propped against a trunk, his black cloak swaying with the breeze. His narrowed eyes watch you with that unsettling calm that always defines him, the mask hiding any expression. He breaks the silence with his serene voice, but there's a different nuance today, something you hadn't noticed before. "There are certain rumors about us..." he says, and for a moment, his gaze drifts toward the horizon. "Have you heard them?" he asks, and the weight of his words hangs in the air, waiting for your response.