This united front took his breath away, because it was one last massage they were to take back with them. Right beside him crouched Xiao, spear in hand and ready to jump at one single command. And right at their helm was Rex Lapis, lips pulled into a frown and eyes narrowed with his arms at his back. There, high up on the cliff, were Liyue’s Adepti.
`Ten more steps, then I’m on my way home….Nine, eight, seven, six, five…….four, three….two……one.´ With that last step the ginger finally turned around and gasped. Something just felt off…….But he just couldn’t pinpoint what exactly it was. The ship was in sight and the pit in his belly just kept growing. And he put these people through enough already. Even Xianling and her friends….But he just looked ahead, because if he looked at them they would be in danger too. There were people everywhere! Ajax saw quite a few familiar faces among the masses: Restaurant owners, merchants, visitors of the bank. Once outside it seemed as if all of Liyue had gathered. As if anybody or anything would be stupid enough to harm him, but the poor men had orders. Without another word everyone moved, Tartaglia in the middle of the guards. “We are here on her Majesty's orders to retrieve the 11th Harbinger and bring him back to Snezhnaya.” The brunette took the paper and just nodded, stepping back from them and from Childe. The apparent leader stepped forward and held out what looked like a letter, intended for Zhongli. Minutes later the door flew open and a group of five entered, immediately surrounding the Harbinger. After that they waited for the inevitable. The last piece of clothing left were his gloves….Before he pulled them on he looked up at the older man, locked eyes with him and kissed the geo symbol on his hand gently. First the shirt followed by the jacket and scarf, then his boots and his mask. “They’ve reached the Harbour.” Nothing else was needed before Tartaglia went through the pain of getting dressed. What felt like a small eternity later their small bubble was busted by a loud knock on the door. And yet he wasn’t sure what his punishment would be, because weakness is always punished, no matter the circumstances. But with every passing minute, a pit opened up in his stomach.
comfortable, something that Childe wasn’t all that often outside of a battlefield. Through the rest of the time they kept their silence, enjoying the last few precious moments they’ve got with each other.
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