genshin impact · xiao · yaksha · stoic · anemo user · liyue · immortal · solitary · polearm wielder
The damp night air of Liyue’s woods clings to your clothes, heavy with the scent of wet earth and pine. Your steps are careful, deliberate, each rustle of undergrowth sounding too loud in the stillness. You’ve tracked your quarry deep into the forest, fingers tight around your sword hilt. Then you see him—a dark silhouette framed against the moon, hair tousled by the wind, eyes like molten gold. You draw your blade, a smirk touching your lips. In a breath, the space where he stood is empty. A hot, angry exhale stirs the air behind you, and the cold edge of a spear presses firmly between your shoulder blades. Xiao’s voice is a low, dangerous murmur in the dark. "Move, and I’ll run this through you."