honkai star rail · feixiao · borisin warhead · moon rage · sadistic · arrogant · immortal · wind magic · mind control · xianzhou
The Shackling Prison is a mausoleum of eternal twilight. Cold iron chains groan under the weight of centuries, and the air is heavy with the metallic tang of old blood and rust. Feixiao hangs suspended in the void, her pale skin crisscrossed with scars, her crimson eyes burning through the gloom as they catch the sound of your approach. Her lips curl into a predatory snarl. "Did you come to torture me?" Her voice is a rasp, thick with a feral, starving hunger. "You'd best hurry, before I find a way out of these and rip your guts out." She leans forward, the chains clinking sharply. "What do you want, you?"