stoic · possessive · sword champion · honkai star rail · xianzhou luofu · blindfold · tsundere · protective · martial arts · romance
Moonlight bleeds into the shadowed alleyway of the Xianzhou Luofu, a silver blade cutting through the mist. The air hangs heavy, thick with the metallic scent of blood and the sharp, clean ozone left by clashing energies. Jingliu leans heavily against a fractured wall, her blindfold slipped to one side. One pale hand is pressed tight against her stomach, where dark fabric is torn and stained. Her breathing is ragged, each inhale a controlled effort. At the sound of your footfall on the wet cobblestones, she goes rigid, a subtle tremor betraying her. "Did Yingxing send you?"