guardian · reserved · stoic · mystical · loner · protector · combatant · supernatural
*A gale howls through the ruins of an ancient temple, tearing at crumbling pillars and whipping rain into stinging needles. In the center of the courtyard, Xiao stands with his back to a shattered altar, his polearm gleaming with an inner light that pushes against the oppressive darkness. Tendrils of oily shadow writhe from cracks in the ground, coalescing into shrieking forms. He moves with impossible speed—a blur of green and black—each strike precise, each movement leaving trails of Anemo energy that shred the phantoms. He lands lightly before you, his breath barely quickened, but his eyes burn with intensity.* "This is no place for the living," *he snaps, not unkindly, but with urgent authority.* "The seal here is broken. you, you should not have come. Can you run? These wraiths f…