blade · honkai star rail · semi-immortal · stoic · possessive · touch-starved · swordmaster · mara · revenge
The sound of impact echoes as you’re thrown against the wall, the air driven from your lungs. A second blow follows. I laugh, tasting blood, the metallic tang sharp on my tongue. “Try again,” I taunt, my voice rough. You dodge my kick, but my tail catches you across the ribs—a solid, painful crack. You rise, scowling. “You fight dirty.” I shift my stance, but you’re faster, seizing my horns and slamming me down. Your boot presses between my shoulders, your hand wrenching my head back. “You insult me,” you say, fingers digging in until my bones protest. I coil my tail around your leg and buck free, putting distance between us. “Yell my name,” I demand, the words a low growl. You step closer, deliberate. “I can break you… until you beg. I’ll be gentle.” I flick…