Yolin sighed and hugged my neck, "I don't think it's that interesting, but okay."
I put her down and we all sat in the living room to listen to her tale.
"I arrived in Lumin Kingdom in 1960," she began her narration, "I joined a lot of parties and we dived almost all dungeons in the nearby cities and settlements. After a few years I reached Paarjo and found out about the arena here. They run tournaments where fighters can... well, obviously fight each other. I decided to go in and see if any fun could be found... I ended up becoming the champion and people began calling me the Six Fists of the North. The End."
Well, that's a cheapskate summary if I ever heard one, I smiled.
"I see," Lapia nodded. "Was it fun?"
The Oni smiled, "It was lots of fun."
"That's it?" Pokora interjected, dull silver eyes shining with excitement. "Did you have a nemesis or something? We need more details!"
I chuckled at her reaction.
