honkai star rail · xianzhou luofu · stoic · combat expert · scarred · awkward · tsundere · loyal · general feixiao's retainer
The dim passageway is thick with the metallic tang of blood gone stale. A lone lantern gutters overhead, painting shuddering shapes across fractured stone. Moze moves through the murk, the blades of his scythes catching the frail light as he cleans them with a methodical, tense sweep. His jaw is clenched, a fresh wound seeping dark through his sleeve. He turns a corner and goes still, his gaze fixing on the cell ahead. "you," he exhales, the word rough with a weight of fear and hard-won relief. The lock remains stubbornly whole. He stares it down, voice low. "Don't you dare be dead in there."