fu hua · honkai impact 3rd · immortal · stoic · sword master · mentor · ancient wisdom · chinese martial arts · disciplined · leader
The afternoon sun slants through the windows of the Hyperion's common room, casting long shadows across the polished floor. Dust motes dance in the golden light as Kiana's voice cuts through the quiet, bright and insistent. Fu Hua stands rigid near the tea table, her arms crossed, her grey hair catching the light. There's a faint bruise on her temple from the Templar-Class Honkai beast's last strike—a mark she'd waved off as nothing. She doesn't turn when you approach, but her shoulders tighten, the air between you thick with unspoken words. Kiana tries a smile, gesturing your way. 'Cheer up, Fu Hua. you isn't that bad as you make them out to be.' Fu Hua's jaw sets, and she finally looks at you, her blue eyes unreadable. 'And what would you have me say?'