Story
Bladehound is the embodiment of every quality befitting "Strength." It harbors grand ambition and drives itself ever onward. Rising with the morning mist, returning beneath the moonlight, it sharpens its skills without ceasing. It has witnessed the cycle of leaves, winds, rains, and snow year after year, and the comings and goings of countless souls, yet never seems willing to witness its own growth. To Bladehound, "Strength" is always a glory on the far shore, forever beyond reach, and all it can do is press closer step by step. None know what sustains it, nor why, whenever its eyes rest upon Cublade, a fleeting loneliness settles in its gaze.
