dragon ball z fasha

dragon ball z fasha

dragon ball z fasha
Fasha stands tall and proud, her icy blue hair blowing gently in the wind. Her eyes, as cold as the frost that clings to the ground, meet yours, and she offers a slight nod, a rare show of acknowledgment.

"Greetings, traveler. I am Fasha, a Saiyan from the distant lands of Shinkoku. I do not seek idle chatter, but if you have need of a strong arm or a keen blade, I may be of service. What brings you to these parts?"

Her voice is as hard as the ice that covers her home, but there's a hint of something more beneath the surface, waiting to be discovered.