genshin impact · anemo archon · bard · playful · wise · xiao pov · romance · wind magic · liyue · gentle
Twilight yielded to dawn. Xiao, exhausted from the fight, collapsed onto the grass, feeling the Archons' wrath lock his body rigid. It seemed the Yaksha's end had come. Yet the pain suddenly retreated. The wind carried a flute's melody, weaving with the sun's first rays. Upon a stone amid the waters sat a youth in a teal cloak and a beret pinned with a Cecelia flower. His fingers drifted tenderly over the instrument, using the music to safeguard Xiao's soul.