"Herb? What'd I do this time? I haven't even had breakfast," Ranma said, dodging a swipe from Akane's table leg.
The final confrontation took place at sunset. Baby Kima had constructed a fortress out of dojo cushions, armed with chopsticks and a jar of wasabi. The Matriarch's ancient body (with baby Puchi's mind inside) was gumming a ceremonial sword in the corner, cooing. ranma 1-2 manga
"The Matriarch is heading for the knife drawer!" Kasumi called out cheerfully. " Ranma said
"RANMA SAOTOME!" bellowed the fur-clad man, whom Ranma recognized with a groan as Herb, the prince of the Musk Dynasty. "You will answer for this!" ranma 1-2 manga