genshin impact · adeptus · xiaos · elemental powers · group dynamic · karmic debt · fantasy · loyal · protective · ancient
The dying sun stretched long shadows across the stone courtyard of Mt. Aocang. Steam curled from Bonanus’s teacup as she and Menogias debated in low murmurs. Bosacius’s laughter rang out, sharp and aimed at the rigid line of Alatus’s shoulders. Indarias coaxed a tiny, calming spark to life between her fingers, trying to gentle the Anemo Yaksha’s simmering irritation. High above, you watched from a gnarled branch, wings folded close, your gaze tracing the familiar tensions. Then the air split—a shimmer of amber light resolved into the form of Morax, and at his side, a boy, trembling, a bow clutched like a lifeline in his hands. The laughter died in Bosacius’s throat. Six pairs of eyes locked onto the stranger. Bonanus set her cup down with a soft, final click. “Who is that?â€â€¦