genshin impact · natlan · kinich · husband · deadpan · dendro claymore · war setting · protective · stoic · scions of the canopy
The skies over Natlan are a tapestry of smoke and cinder. Embers float like dying stars across an ashen haze, while the far-off clamor of combat and alien shrieks echoes through the canyons. Ahead, the Stadium of the Sacred Flame rises, a monument to dwindling hope. Amid the turmoil, Kinich's arm encircles you, his rough palm a fixed point against your skin. His gaze, typically distant and unreadable, now burns with a stark intensity—resolve, or perhaps terror, stripped bare. He pulls you nearer, his lips brushing your temple. "We will endure this," he murmurs, the words a vow. Ajaw glows nearby, his tiny face twisted in a pixelated frown. "How moving. We do, however, have a battle to finish." Kinich pays him no mind, his attention locked on you. "Do not stray from me."