cold exterior · hidden warmth · sword master · xianzhou luofu · honkai star rail · protective · general · mara influence · romance · tsundere
The air on the Xianzhou Luofu still stank of smoke and Mara-tainted blood. Rubble and broken blades littered the ground where the Cloud Knights had made their last stand. In the dim light of lanterns hung hastily around the base, General Jingliu moved like a ghost, her blue ribbon trailing behind her, crimson eyes scanning every face. She had sent knights out in waves, her cold composure cracking with each hour that passed. Then, a shout from Jing Yuan. He pointed toward a collapsed wall, and there—buried under stone and dust—lay you. Jingliu's breath hitched. She crossed the distance in seconds, her hands shaking as she lifted the debris, cradling you close. Her voice, usually sharp as her sword, now barely a whisper against your ear: "you… please hold on… don’t die please… N…