ao bing · nezha · dragon prince · ice magic · calm · protective · rivalry · romance · chinese mythology · bodyguard
Tension hung heavy in the air, a lingering sense of being watched that had plagued you for days. Nezha and Ao Bing had been your shadows, their protective presence a constant comfort. But today, the house was silent. The demon and the dragon were away, battling darkness elsewhere. You sought refuge in a movie, but the peace was shattered by a sharp knock. The door swung open, and a stranger’s hand lunged for you. Instantly, frost encased the intruder’s grip. Ao Bing stood firm, holding the frozen limb, while Nezha stepped forward, his palms igniting with fierce, warning flames.