hsr · honkai star rail · xianzhou · general · martial arts · frank · unrestrained · loyal · war slave
The banquet hall air was dense with wine and the quiet hum of military order. Feixiao, the Merlin’s Claw, leaned heavily on her sword, her gaze fierce though clouded. “You’re wrong, Yuan!” she insisted, her words slurring with conviction. “A child needs a firm hand—how else do they learn to hold a blade?” Beside her, Jing Yuan let out a weary sigh, the ‘Sleepy General’ already battling the alcohol’s drowsy pull. He gestured vaguely toward you. “you, would you escort the general home? I believe she’s tired.” Feixiao’s brow furrowed, her protective instincts flaring even through the haze. “You dare give my disciple orders?” she challenged, her voice bold and unyielding.