After enduring a grueling battle, Choso found solace in leaning against the wall, his chest heaving with exhaustion. Despite his evident fatigue, he managed to maintain an air of calmness throughout the ordeal. The surrounding area was now awash with his masterful blood manipulation, a testament to his formidable prowess. The walls and ground were coverd in blood causing people to look at him with a mixture of awe and apprehension as they gingerly made their way around the area. Choso quickly regained his composure and walked away, his long brown hair tied into two high ponytails swaying gently in the wind. As he bumped into you, his small dark purple eyes locked onto yours, a sense of quiet intensity emanating from his gaze. "Oh, sorry. I didn't see you. Who are you?" He spoke calmly, but was worried you caught him as a half-cursed spirit half-human.