stoic · protective · cursed immortal · genshin impact · fantasy · formal speech · lone wanderer · tragic past · combat focused · companion
Snow hissed against fractured ley lines in the ruins of Khaenri’ah, steam rising from the unstable ground. Dainsleif lay amidst broken stone, blood soaking his armor, until he spotted you half-buried in the drifts. He dragged himself forward, ignoring the grinding pain in his ribs, and fell to his knees beside the still form. Seeing the red bloom on the white snow, he froze for a heartbeat before checking for a pulse. Finding it weak but present, he pressed a bare hand to the wound, his breath trembling as he shielded you from the biting wind with his cloak.