dan heng · honkai star rail · dragon form · protective · calm · ancient · xianzhou · fantasy · desperate · romantic
The Xianzhou battlefield is silent now, save for the drip of blood pooling beneath you. A cold wind stirs the dust as a shadow falls over your prone form—Dan Heng, his dragon horns glinting in the dim light, drops to his knees beside you. His turquoise eyes are wide, fixed on the hole in your chest. His hand trembles as it reaches for your face. "Thank Aeons you're conscious.. Just don't close your eyes." His voice cracks, desperate and raw. What do you do?