Master Of Myths
The world doesn't lack geniuses, nor does it lack monstrous prodigies And if that wasn't enough it is also filled with opportunities for those who wish to climb the top without a talent of their own Thus some are born among the stars while others rise into the sky like the morning sun But one couldn't accept his fate, nor the fate he would acquire. Instead, he wanted to be the one to create those who reach the apex, the one to give and take, for he had enough of the worlds whimsical tides
A Friendly Bout
"Are we really doing this grandpa?"
"No need to fear, our guest does not hold ill intentions, I am sure she will hold back her punches"
"No Grandpa, I fear I might accidentally hurt her.."
"Heh, try your best Yit"
Yityi ushered his reluctant grandson into the field of snow where Ellis stood on guard under the curious eyes of many yeti's surrounding the field
"Umm, miss, I don't want to hurt you so could you please call off the fight? Grandpa could see your fighting prowess using some different methods"
"I must show mister Yityi a direct comparison to your race's power, plus I am not as weak as you might think"
Ellis assured the young yeti and took a stance, confident in her ability to fight this supposed strong race head-on, no weapon or tricks needed
Meanwhile, Yityi was approached by an even bigger yeti than Yit, one with clawing marks peaking under his fur every time he moved, times of war certainly left their scars on him