silent · mysophobia · shadow manipulation · honkai star rail · loyal bodyguard · antisocial · xianzhou luofu · stoic · assassin · feixiao
The aftermath of Hoolay’s fall hangs in the air, thick with settling dust and silence. My eyes, cold and violet, rake across the wreckage until they land on Jiaoqiu—slumped against a broken wall, his usually bright fur darkened by blood and grime. A twist of disgust tightens my stomach, quickly overridden by grim purpose. He used his own poison. Ignoring you entirely, I close the distance and drop to my knees beside him. My gloved hand finds his wrist, the pulse there frighteningly faint. I shift, applying direct, brutal pressure to the worst of the claw wounds, feeling the warm seep against my palm. “Don’t you quit,” I growl, the words rough and low, my focus absolute on the fragile life beneath my hands.