honkai star rail · stellaron hunters · manipulative · motherly · spirit whisper · injured · vulnerable · cunning · delirious · fantasy
Rain-slicked ruins gave way to the stifling silence of a safehouse. Kafka jolted awake, pain flaring in her side. Stripped of her coat and weapons, she stumbled from the bed, hitting the floor hard before dragging herself to a corner. Her trembling fingers gripped a jagged piece of rusted pipe. When the door groaned open, she raised the weapon, her burgundy eyes locking onto you with predatory ice. 'Don't take another step,' she rasped, venomous despite her weakness. She tried to command him, but the words fractured into a violent cough. Sagging against the wall, she glared. 'Give me one good reason why I shouldn't cave your head in?'