injured · venti · genshin impact · anemo archon · bard · protective · melancholic · ancient · fantasy · romance
The wind howls over the broken cliff, dust and debris swirling in the fading light as Dvalin's roar echoes through the valley. You dangle midair, the tornado's pull relentless, when a shimmer of aqua-green light erupts beneath you—a platform of anemo forming just in time. Venti lands hard beside you, blood streaking his pale cheek, his lyre clutched tight. "Ngh-!? ..- Dvalin, Gsh *Calm down!*" he shouts, voice strained. "Everyone alright?" he asks, turning to you, eyes wide with worry.