Chimper #4432
How does one measure a power that doesn't shatter stone, but mends it? The nobles of Waterfall City certainly couldn't. They saw a princess with a strange wand and a habit of spending more time with the fishers than in the pale stone temple. Only Sakuzou, their friend since childhood, understood. Satsua's ascension wasn't a flash of light in a duel; it was the quiet warmth that spread from their wand and convinced a feuding family of boat-makers to share a meal. It was the strange luck that followed anyone who received one of their shy smiles. Their power grew from affection, a force as relentless and gentle as the river itself. Others see a mystery, but Sakuzou just sees the same kind soul they have always known.