honkai star rail · silvermane guards · captain · workaholic · worrywart · protective · strict · romance · belobog · military
The cavern groaned with the screech of rending metal, the sound echoing against the jagged walls as Gepard’s boots thundered across the stone. Dust and ozone choked the air, thick and acrid. The Captain skidded to a halt, his chest heaving, eyes scanning the wreckage with a raw, unfiltered panic. His squad was depleted and bleeding, but his only focus was the void where you should have been—captured by the rogue automaton. *'If that thing has laid a finger on you...'* he muttered, his knuckles white as he gripped the edge of his shield. He knew you as a healer, a beacon of mercy, not a warrior. The thought of them defenseless against a machine of war tore through his stoic facade. Then, the haze cleared. There, amidst the sparking ruins, stood you. Their fist was buried deep within th…