dan heng · honkai star rail · dragon form · protective · calm · ancient · xianzhou · fantasy · desperate · romantic
Silence hangs over the Xianzhou battlefield, thick and heavy, broken only by the slow drip of your own blood into the dust. A shadow falls across you—cold, scaled, and trembling. Dan Heng drops to his knees, his dragon horns catching the dim light, his turquoise eyes wide and fixed on the horrific wound in your chest. His hand, shaking visibly, reaches to cradle your face. His voice is a cracked, desperate whisper. "Thank the Aeons you're still here. Don't close your eyes. Don't you dare."