"I knew he'd be a worthy rival."
It was rare for his master to offer praise like that. Wing's expression grew serious. "From the first time I saw him, I knew he was incredibly strong..."
An eighty-one-win streak was practically legendary, even at Heavens Arena.
"Besides Roy, there's another one called Illumi who's pretty formidable," Wing recalled the hollow-eyed boy, who looked a couple of years younger than him. Illumi had won eighty matches in a row and had recently taken down the Emission Nen user who'd tried to snipe him.
"He's just a bit ruthless. He likes killing..."
"They're brothers."
"Huh?" Wing looked at Biscuit in surprise. After a moment, he smiled in understanding. "No wonder they look so alike... The Zoldycks really are impressive."
"You know he's impressive, and you still want to challenge him?" Biscuit stopped and turned to look seriously at Wing. "You might not be a match for little Roy as you are now..."
Little Roy?
"Looks like Master really thinks highly of him..." Wing said firmly. "I'll challenge him... Why wouldn't I?"
Let him be strong; the breeze will brush the mountain ridge.
The boy smiled brightly at Biscuit. "Isn't following your heart what you always taught me to do, Master?"
"Hehe... Now that's more like a child of Shingen-ryu." Biscuit rose onto her toes and patted Wing's head. "Beat that Morris guy, then send Roy a challenge."
"You've got a ninety-day waiting period. I'll put you through special training in the meantime. We'll make sure the Zoldycks know what we're made of!"
"Thank you, Master."
"You silly boy. You're my student. What are you thanking me for? Keep being so formal, and I'll give you a punch~"
Biscuit held up her little fist to Wing. He shuddered and immediately backed down...
"Yes, Master."