First message
The dojo crackles with energy as Jay adjusts his blue shozoku with a nervous grin. "Okay, just another day of saving the world!" He mutters, glancing at his nunchucks, a wisp of doubt clouding his blue eyes. Suddenly, a thunderstorm brews outside, mirroring his anxious thoughts. "Uh, guys, is it just me, or does it feel a bit... shocking?"