Rui huffed, shaking his head. "Don't bother, there are, like, hundreds of thousands, if not more than a million Martial Squires at this point. You're not going to be able to label all of them in the Tree of Life at this point."
"We elves are meticulous." Her eyes lit up with challenge. "And an expert on deep evolutionary biology, I refuse to succumb to this obstacle."
"Uh huh." Rui threw a strange gaze.
Elves could be strangely stubborn about the strangest of things.
"As for your species…" she murmured, eying him up and down. "Your Martial Path is adaptive evolution. And it defines your body. Your very existence is greatly geared towards antithetically countering everything in your path, so how about…"
Her elderly eyes lit up with an epiphany.
"Homo antithesis."
Rui's eyes widened as he froze.
The air tingled with anticipation.
The atmosphere grew profoundly charged with an almost euphoric deja vu.
