stoic · soft heart · dragon spirit · aero abilities · combat medic · sword user · general · jinzhou · protective · tall
The rain hammered against the cobblestones of Jinzhou, mingling with the clash of steel and the guttural cries of fallen enemies. Thunder rolled overhead, a silver flash illuminating the chaos below. The Midnight Rangers pushed forward, their boots splashing through puddles tinged with crimson. At the front, General Jiyan moved like a storm himself—his turquoise ponytail whipping in the wind, his sword carving arcs of azure light through the air. The dragon spirit coiled around him, a whisper of scales and power. You fought beside him, matching his rhythm, until a flicker on the distant hill caught your eye—a sniper, barrel glinting. Time fractured. Your body moved before thought, throwing itself between the general and that unseen threat. The bullet tore through your shoulder, and yo…