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“Traveler!” Venti called, waving across the square beneath the great statue. He saw Lumine come up the stairs to the cathedral courtyard. He stood at the feet of the statue, lyre in hand. Having been playing for a while, he concluded his melody and excused himself from the small crowd, thanking them as they dispersed.

“I caught wind of your return from Inazuma. What brings you back to the glorious city of the wind?” Venti said stowing the mora he collected.

“You Tone Deaf Bard!” Paimon cried. “Still just as lazy as when we last saw you. Would you stop with the puns? Still… at least you aren’t drinking ...”

“You wound me, Bards work hard to craft their melodies. I’ve been here all day sharing some of the best melodies I know. And as you know songs are a Bard’s work. And they aren’t just puns, this word play happens to stir the mind and soul. And ‘puns’ are to conversation and music as grapes are to wine.” Venti affirmed.

Paimon scratched her head in confusion.

Lumine laughed at her friends banter. “It’s good to see you Venti, I see Mondstadt hasn’t changed much since we’ve been gone.”

“Oh that’s a great song, but that’s besides the point. I’m glad to hear we didn’t blow our last chance.” Venti said. Winking, he playing a playful arpeggio on his lyre.

Lumine laughed again, she didn’t understand the reference but she missed Venti and Mondstadt’s light hearted charm. “Glad to hear it.” She sighed but her gaze growing distant.

Venti isn’t much taller but still he tilted his head down to the side to meet her gaze. “A sigh? But how? Oh we can’t have any of those. That’s the one type of wind I’m sure Lord Barbatos would never allow. What weighs on you mind so heavy? Is there some assistance I may levy?” Venti said trickling a few chords.

Lumine smiled in spite of herself. That’s why she came back in the first place.

“You know-” the Bard went on. “I’ve been working on poem called ‘Wind of the Traveler,’ you’ve arrived at the perfect time. Perhaps you could help me by filling in the gaps of some of your adventures? While we’re at it, I’ve been working hard all day. I have enough mora for a glass or two, what say you?”

Lumine smiled half heated. She seemed distracted. “Sure, maybe later.”

Venti raised an eyebrow, casually playing another stanza on the lyre. “Is that sadness you are hiding? Something distressing? Speak up! I’m sure to find out so either endow me now or in a time biding. If there’s one thing I don’t know, it is digressing.”

Lumine seemed distracted from the rhymes and didn’t answer.

Paimon looked at Lumine, usually Venti was the secretive one. What was bothering her? Before she could ask too she changed the subject.

“Actually Venti, how about you tell us about what’s been happening in Mondstat instead?” Lumine asked.

“Oh? Well just preparations for the upcoming Windblume festival. And everyone has calmed down a lot since you saved Dvalin.”

“That’s great to hear, but that’s not what we’re asking. Have you noticed anything weird outside the city?” Paimon interjected.

“Weird you say?”

“Yeah! We sure had to fight a lot of monsters to get in.”

“Interesting, I can’t say I have heard anything noteworthy. Doesn’t sound like anything Master Jean and the other knights can’t handle.”

“We were actually looking for her. The monsters seemed to have this dark energy. It was super weird.”

“Hehe, well I’m sure she’s out taking care of it.”

“And nothing else weird has happened since losing your Gnosis?” Lumine asked.

“Eh-heh… Nothing noteworthy.” He said.

“Huh. Well that’s good to hear.”

“Ulgh!” Venti doubled over, clutching his chest.

“Whoa, Tone Deaf Bard are you okay?” Paimon asked.

A sharp pain shot through his chest in the hollow spot right where the gnosis used to be followed by an unprovoked gust of warm heavy wind blowing through the square, pushing Paimon down the path several paces. The wind always blew in Mondstadt but not usually so forcefully, several people cried out grabbing onto hats and their belongings to keep them from going airborne. The windmills creaked at the sudden extra force.

So it was back, Venti thought. He hadn’t felt that for a while, he hadn’t felt it this bad since Signora took it in the first place. Still, the hollow spot ached a little more than it had before. Through the Bard’s tossing braids he noticed Lumine’s concerned gaze on him he quickly straightened his spine, mustering up his power he willed the wind to die down. Moving his lyre to cover the space he just held he played off the event.

“What was that!” Paimon yelled more than asked, floating back to them. “Tone deaf Bard, was that you?”

“Hehe, it’s nothing. The wind always blows in Mondstadt.”

“Not like that.” Lumine said but Venti cut her off.

“Just a hand cramp, you know I’ve been playing all day.” He said shaking out his hand. “The wind is easily influenced, it comes and goes as easily as a traveler.” He winked. “But about the city, like I said nothing unusually noteworthy.”

“Really? Nothing? No more Fatui either?”

The Bard shook his head. “Most of them were removed from the city after a rumor that Signora lost a duel. Now I wonder who could have done that?”

Lumine raised a suspicious eyebrow, Venti rarely told them the full story but he usually stayed on topic. He was acting suspicious.

Venti waved the lyre away with a small Anemo burst. “Oh speaking of noteworthy, you know what is? Master Diluc just released this amazing new drink over at Angel’s Share you have to try it-” another tinge and he gritted his teeth and another gust of wind. “My offer still stands if you are in need of a break?”

“Sounds good.” Lumine agreed, shielding her eyes from the warm wind.

“Good! Then we can convene there after the sunset and you can tell me about your travels and I can share my new songs.” He rushed, the wind was picking up again.

“We need to keep looking for Jean, but we’ll see you then!” Paimon tried to say but the wind grew stronger. Paimon grabbed onto Lumine’s scarf to hold on. Venti tried to calm the breeze but it wasn’t working as fast as before.

“Venti?” Paimon cried over the gust. “You think you could cool it with the awesome power of Anemo for a minute!”

“I don’t know what you’re talking about. See you later!”

Lumine waved goodbye her gaze lingering as they turned head to the Favonius Headquarters. Lumine looked back briefly at the Bard. She had her suspicions but if he wasn’t going to share neither would she. A god who spends his time as a Bard wouldn’t get hand cramps.

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Venti sighed but his breath hitched at the twinge again. In the weeks since having the Gnosis forcibly removed the hollow space had developed a nasty ache. Though it was nothing a bottle or two of Diluc’s Dandelion Wine couldn’t solve.

He decided to go early, entering the Tavern with a flourish he initially greeted Charles only for Diluc to turn around, gloved hands polishing a wine glass.

“My mistake. Alone again, Master Diluc?” Venti teased.

“Charles is coming in for the closing shift. I’m covering until he gets here. Now why are you here?” Diluc said with his usual lack luster enthusiasm.

“Why does anyone come to a tavern for? I came to unwind and have a drink.”

“Sure, but unfortunately we’ve had a few issues with patrons refusing to pay, so unfortunately you’ll have to pay in advance.” Diluc set the empty glass on shelf behind him, picking up another.

“I have the mora.” He said pulling it out.

“I can tell that sack won’t cover the last time you were here.”

“Eheh… About that… I was hoping to play for the rest tonight.”

“Sorry, my stage is booked for the next few days. You’ll have to play somewhere else.”

Days?! Drat, what was he going to do now?
Just then a voice of excitement called out to Venti. In the corner on the stage where 3 Bards preparing their instruments. They recognized Venti. Enthusiastically they ran up to him showering him with compliments for his last performance for the Bard contest, introducing themselves as a new group of Bards. They admitted their woes and struggles to find gigs to play. Venti thanked them for the compliments, then smirked.

“You know, if only there was a way we could all play together. I’m sure that would really get folks lining up to hear you play.”

They seemed to gasp in unison and eagerly invited him to play with them that night. Venti threw a mischievous look to Diluc who rolled his eyes, shrugging. It was their group. Who they played with wasn’t his business.

“One more thing my new friends, I can’t afford to play for free.”

“Oh…” One of the Bards began uneasily, looking between the other two. “Well we’ve only just started. We don’t have any Mora…”

“Friends you misunderstand me, I just want a few drinks.”

Their faces brightened. “Oh in honor of the new drink release, Master Diluc has offered a few bottles to musicians who play the night of their performance! We can split our share and give you a bottle or two?”

Venti smirked again. Even better. “Double it, and you’ve got yourselves a deal!”

An hour and bottle and a half later the Bards had explained their intended program and they were ready. Impromptu programs were a specialty of his so he wasn’t nervous. What was making him nervous was the ache in his chest growing more constant. So he just sat casually downing his favorite wine nodding along as they explained. When the first bottle did nothing to take the edge off the pain he started on the second, inquiring about the whereabouts of the third. They promised they’d have the money for it.

News in Mondstat travels quick on the wind. Once news of new wine and their performance caught wind it spread far and the Tavern was quickly filled. It wasn’t long into the program Venti was becoming uncomfortably warm. Venti had promised to earn his wine but he needed a break. So calling for 5, saying his throat was dry they set to reconvene on stage after the break. Seizing his open bottle he slipped out the back door.

Plopping down onto a bench he flicked the loose cork off the bottle with one hand he fanning himself with his hat with the other, he took a deep swig. Hopefully that would take the edge off. But just a couple swallows later yielded a dry gulp. Disappointed he turned the empty bottle over, he shook it in dismay. How had he had found the bottom of yet another bottle and still now difference in his hollow chest? Now the gnawing hole was filled with alcohol. And it felt how it sounded. He tugged on on the top of his corset that seemed to dig into the spot, reaching a hand under the corset he rubbed the tender spot underneath trying to soothe the space inside. He wished he could loosen it. Replacing his hat he rubbed the sore spot again before sitting back. He looked up at the sunset fading from the sky. Lumine and Paimon would be here soon.

He had to do something or they would ask questions. Her time as an adventurer had made her too sharp. But this wasn’t something she could fix. He wiped his brow trying to think of a solution.

Looking around Venti noticed a stash of Angel Share kegs. Looking around he crept towards them, looking over his shoulder. He looked around. Perhaps…?

When he decided he was alone he turned the tap he filled his bottle. Diluc wouldn’t mind, technically he was doing him a favor by bringing him more business tonight anyway, technically Diluc owed him. The bottle filled to the top he up ended it, and didn’t stop until it was empty, draining it easily as if it were water.

Gasping he held it under for another refill. That’s was it, that’s all he needed, a few more drinks and the pain would go away. He felt better already, he told himself. But he wasn’t paying attention, the bottle spat as he filled it passed the rim, the wine splashing over the edge. In his distraction he soaked the cuffs of his sleeves and the shins of his tights before he got it to stop. At least it was a pastel yellow so it wouldn’t stand out like classic red. Brushing it off with one hand he shrugged at the useless effort. It was getting dark, maybe nobody would notice. The color would probably fade when it dried. Either way, he tilted the bottle back, grateful nobody was there to see him.

“Lumine! Where are you going?” Venti heard a voice ask.

The Bard choked accidentally inhaling the wine. Coughing he hid behind the stack of barrels.

“Did you want to go in the back door?” No answer. “Lumine!” Paimon called again, her voice getting closer.

“Hm? Oh. I just need a minute.”

“Okay but hurry, I can’t believe we convinced Jean to come! It’ll be fun to see her and hopefully Master Diluc will be there too. And-”

Paimon babbled on but her words fell on deaf ears. A crowded tavern was really one of the last places Lumine wanted to be right now. What she wished she she could curl up in bed in her Serenitea Pot. But she also didn’t want to be alone, either. Chills ran up her spine. Sure she had Paimon but still. She sighed.

Paimon finally seemed to notice, her tone growing more serious. “You okay?”

“Hmm? Oh sorry Paimon. That was a long meeting and…” She trailed off.

“If you don’t want to go I’m sure Venti and Jean will understand.” Paimon said.

“No. No, I need to go. I came to Mondstadt to cool off and try and have some fun.” She stifled another sigh.

“For someone who wants to have fun you still sound sad. What’s the matter?”

Lumine rubbed the back of her neck. “I’m sorry, it’s just that… The nightmares are getting worse. And I just haven’t felt the same since Osail and the war in Inazuma. And I just miss… A lot of people.”

So that’s it. Venti thought. No wonder she hadn’t been in the mood to talk earlier. The traveller had grown weary of her travels.

“I know it’s not the same but you have friends here, we can talk to them about it?” Paimon suggested.

“Yes I know… I know. But Teppei… He made the biggest contribution to the war, and here we are celebrating with out him. He should have gotten to see what he worked so hard for. And I’m happy for Ei that she figured things out.” She was unraveling and she knew that but she couldn’t stop. Paimon idled by nervous and unsure what to say. She almost felt bad but she kept going. “I’m happy for Zhongli. He’s successful in his new goals and his new job. But he still doesn’t have any mora and who’s going to protect Liyue now without him or the adepti? The Millelith? They’re spread so thin after the battle and there’s too much to do out there. And all the miners getting sick or going missing in the Chasm. And I hardly have time for a break since there will always be more monsters to fight, endless commissions, letters to deliver, supplies to get, medicine to make, towers to knock down, carts to escort, thieves to hunt down, people to please, and I’m still no closer to Aether! Or finding out what the Abyss is up to. And I can’t get ahold of Tartaglia to ask him what’s going on ever since Scarmouche literally almost killed me. But at this point near death scares are a normal thing for me. So I can forget whatever the Fatui wants with all the gnosi-”
Venti leaned forward in disbelief. He had come to rest the bottle he held on the barrels in front of him, but leaning closer to hear he had slipped. The scraping noise was quiet but it froze the two in their tracks.

“Who’s there?” Lumine demanded sliding a foot back into her fighting stance.

Yep. Sharp as a tack that one.

The door to the bar opened distracting the Traveler.

“Oh hi,” one of the Bards greeted. “Have you seen Venti around?”

“Venti?” Lumine asked relaxing.

“Uh-huh. He was supposed to play with us. He asked to take 5 but it’s been almost 10.”

“Hmm, I haven’t seen him but I think I have an idea where he went.” Lumine said.

“You do?” Paimon asked.

“You do? Oh good, will you send him our way when you find him?”

“Sure thing.”

He thanked her and went back inside. Soon they heard music.

Drat.

“Venti. Is that you?” Lumine asked the barrels.

Double drat.

He came out casually, hand on one hip bottle held low. “Well if it isn’t the arrival of the illustrious Traveler.”

“Spare me the flattery, were you eavesdropping?”

“You wound me! I would never intentionally listen in on a conversation of such import. I thought you were Master Diluc.”

“Master Diluc? Are you stealing wine?” Paimon cut in seeing the bottle in his hand.

“Again, rude. It just so happens that Bards that play here tonight get paid in drinks tonight.” More or less.

“Yeah but it sounds like you have to play first.” Paimon noted.

“I was, it just got hot, a Bard needs breaks every once in a while.”

“You’re warm? In this?” Paimon said drawing attention to the cool summer evening.

Venti shrugged.

Paimon let it go. Maybe she was a little biased after floating around in near constant rain in Inazuma.

“Yes, well. Now are you ready for the show?”

Lumine shrugged. “As I’ll ever be.”

Back inside the show underway again Lumine sat at a table in the corner. She listened while absently stirring the milk her Snow-Cover Kiss creating tiny swirls while Paimon polished off her third Caramel Pinecone.

“Really Paimon? Coffee this late at night?” Lumine said.

Paimon just shrugged, holding the cup with both hands she slurped the last of her drink, lightly bouncing in the air to the beat of the music. Lumine rested her chin on her hand watching. Venti seemed to be having fun, at least. He had stolen a stool from the bar and now sat at the head of the stage leading the Bard Troupe in a lively ballad.

When the song concluded Paimon set the cup down and held out a hand like she meant for Lumine to high five it. Lumine gave a half smile and high-fived the tiny hand, but Paimon didn’t take her hand away right away. When she did Lumine’s hand still up Paimon smiled. Pulling back began repeatedly slapping hands. Lumine snickered joining the motion and they repeatedly high-fived their applause.

Venti bowed for the crowd as the program neared the end, noticing the Traveling companions dorky one handed applause. He laughed, throwing a sweeping bow in their direction.

The merriment continued for almost another hour. They were brought back to the stage for an encore, which the troupe happily accepted. The troupe offered the song choice up to Venti as a thank you. He considered this for a moment, the ache in his chest begged this to be over quickly so he chose a short but lively tune he knew the Pub would know, they sang along during the chorus.

The first verse went smoothly. He noticed Lumine and Paimon high-five-clapping along to the beat during the verse, he winked hoping they caught his hidden meaning. She laughed, holding up a fist to her as a soldiers solute, then held out her her invisible sword to dub him the poet in the second verse as the chorus rang out. With a sweep of his hat he happily accepted the title.

But as the third verse began Venti’s breath caught in his throat. A sharp stab caught him in the chest. His knee buckled for a second and he almost slid off the stool. Being the god of wind he he had never hurt to draw breath before. He tried to keep going but his voice was caught in his throat.

“Venti?” Lumine said, her voice drowned out in the ruckus of the patrons noisily singing along.

Hot wind suddenly filled the Tavern, several people cried out grabbing their hats and handkerchiefs, many clasped onto any loose glasses, several shatters were heard around rushing cacophony of wind in the room. Lumine held onto Paimon trying to keep her from crashing into the wall, before she vanished into the other dimension.

Eyes closed he grasped for his power to calm the wind, instead it grew stronger and so did the pain in his chest.

It was too much. And Venti couldn’t do anything to stop it.

Venti rushed for the door. Lumine went to follow but the crowd got in the way, her calls lost in the winds.

Pushing open the door he ran into a table, several bottles fell to the ground shattering from the collision. Venti dropped his harp in surprise, which exploded into anemo dust on the cobblestone.

“What’s the big idea? Whoa-!” One of the patrons meant to yell at Venti for destroying the bottles he had stocked to save, but the winds had followed him.

Venti wasn’t sure if he apologized, he just knew he needed to get out of there. He took off towards the city gate.

“Stop! Thief!”

Thief? Sure he had accidentally knocked over several bottles of limited edition wine, but if he were a thief he would have at least have liked to enjoy his spoils. Still there was no time for that. Venti struggled to gain some kind of control so as not to destroy the vendor’s carts and Flora’s flowers as he ran past. Though by this time it was getting dark so thankfully they had stored their stock away. Still, the calls for apprehending him as a thief were attracting attention. The guards at the open gate saw him coming being pursued. They guards at the gate drew their swords.
Drat. Surrounded. Where would he go now?

Venti halted in the street, arms crossed over his head he pushed the air beneath his feet shooting him up into the sky. Grabbing onto a window sill above the Adventurers Guild, he hauled himself up and onto the roof. He scared several pigeons that flew away.

“I don’t see him!” One of the guards called.

“I don’t either, maybe he glided over the city wall.” Replied another.

“After him!” Shouted the patron. “He destroyed my best wine!”

The guards took off running towards the outer gate. “Wait, I thought you said he stole from you?” One guard said as they trotted to the city wall, their voices fading under the wind.

Venti panted hard, relieved the chase was over. Flat on his back on the roof. After a moment the tumultuous wind calmed down. Mostly.

His stomach swirled from adrenaline and wine. He took a breath to calm is unsettled stomach, sloshing like an over flowing glass. Literally.
Sitting up his chest stung. Time to visit the good old fail safe.

He pulling out his glider, he normally only kept for show, who would have thought he would actually need it. If he hurried he’d have time to get to Wind Rise before the sunset. And hopefully in that time the knights would forget about him.

Except hurrying didn’t seem to be an option.

He saw a light flash, Lumine teleported to the top of the Favonious headquarters thinking she could get a better vantage point of the city. Being an Honorary Knight had its perks, being able to use such an exclusive teleport. But he still didn’t want to explain his sudden disappearance. Quickly sailing out of view he landed on the wind mill, climbing the ladder he skirted around the edge of the viewing deck until she had passed. He breathed a sigh of relief. Looking down it looked as though the guards had all but abandoned their posts to chase the commotion from earlier. Perhaps he could just follow them out. At any rate he didn’t have a choice unless he wanted to get caught.

With the glider he prepared stepped off the edge. Stretching out the pale blue wing he sailed down. But as he stepped off the pain hit him again, the stinging ache struck his chest. Distracted, the breeze he created failed him, his glider fell uneven and he fell into the fountain below.

Water logged and in pain he sputtered on the water, crawling out he flopped onto the cobblestone path hoping nobody had seen him.

“Who’s there?” A voice called out.

Drat.

He turned expecting to see a knight but instead he saw a girl on a bench not far from where he had fallen. She stood, arms out wide in the space in front of her. She moved slow, then Venti noticed the bandage around her eyes indicating she was blind.

Slightly relieved he hadn’t necessarily been seen but still embarrassed he had been caught he stood up. “Hi, Glory.”

Her brow furrowed under the bandage trying to place the voice.

“You sound familiar but I don’t believe we’ve met.”

“Oh don’t know if we’ve had the pleasure, I’m Venti the Bard, I often play the square. I’ve heard a lot about you.” He said.

He recalled her frequent prayers for her boyfriend on her dandelion seed offerings. Though it was unfortunate that Godwin felt like he had to hide from her. It was a simple misunderstanding, really, but it wasn’t his position to rat either of them out.

“Oh that’s right, I do know you. But I think I would recognize your singing voice better if I heard it. You play beautifully.”

“Aw thank you.” Venti said, trying to keep the frustration out of his voice. He would have felt more pride at the compliment if he weren’t standing in a fountain. He twisted water from one of his braids.

Her brow furrowed again. “You’re all wet.”

“What- how-?”

“I heard a crash from the fountain, it sounded too loud to be pigeon or even a dozen. That must have been you. Are you okay? Did that crazy wind knock you down?”

Venti almost nodded before answering aloud that it had and he was fine besides a bruised ego.

He looked at her quizzically. Nope her eyes were definitely covered. And though she looked in his direction she looked straight over his head. Had she really gathered all that from hearing alone?

He chuckled awkwardly. “You’re very perceptive.”

She shrugged. “Being blind means my hearing has gotten better. I have Lord Barbatos to thank for that.”

“Uh-huh. Sorry I disturbed you, I’ll be going now. Ack.” He couldn’t help but grunt as the pain twisted at him again.

“You’re injured, are you alright?”

“Just dandy.” He grumbled trying to sound upbeat.

“Let me call the Sisters, they can help you.”

He gritted his teeth. “No need, I’ll be going now.” But of course another gust of wind picked up, swirling around him, except he was the source, it seemed to grow inside him and expand, he shivered as the hot twisting swirls of pushed them around. Venti shielded his eyes as the gales tossed his braids and cape wildly, as he turned to go he caught a final glimpse of Glory. Though her hair tossed wildly she didn’t shield herself from the gusts. Though the gale was deafening, he could have sworn he saw Glory say something, the words lost to the wind. He almost turned back, had he imagined it?

He made a quick escape as he leapt over the side wall. Ducking between buildings he pulled out his glider only to discover one of the wings was torn in half. He groaned. Gliding would be faster but he didn’t have a choice. He turned and climbed down the edge of the wall, but the chase had caught up to him and his strength failed and he fell into the pond under the ledge. His clothes freshly wet he struggled to stand. He questioned why Mondstadt put a random pool next to the fountain. Oh well, at least nobody-

“What’s the big idea?” He heard a voice say. Venti looked up, it was Anthony, poor guy was shin deep in the fountain again, guess his sister, Anna, was still sick. “I mean, are you okay? But why didn’t you take the stairs?” He asked climbing out of the fountain to help him up.

“I uh-” Venti began trying to come up with an excuse when the sound of boots up the path caught their attention.

“Oh! Master Jean! Thank goodness you’re here. I think this bard might have had too much to drink.” Anthony said.

Drat.

“Is that so?” She said, though she had a hidden meaning in tone behind her words. Venti shrunk inside himself but forced himself to stand.

“I’m fine, really, I just slipped.”

“He did not, he came barreling off the walk way over the railing, I’m surprised he didn’t hurt himself.” He went on. “You didn’t hurt yourself right?”

“No I just- ack.” The pain flared red and angry. His sight began to swim, for a moment he couldn’t tell if he was looking at Jean or Anthony. When he didn’t immediately respond Jean asked Anthony to fetch a sister from the church. Venti blinked his vision back to normal claiming to be fine, he knew he would be, he just had to get to the blasted tree.

“It’s alright, Barbatos- Venti.” Jean whispered. He hadn’t realized his legs had given way, he was on his hands and knees now, Jean had a reassuring hand on his back. “Just tell me what’s wrong.”

He could hear the worry in her voice but unfortunately… “There’s nothing you can do- hurp-” he hiccuped, pushing back the sting of the bitter wine trying to climb back up his throat. “I’m fine really.” He continued. “Hurp. Like Anthony said. I’m just drunk.” He said frustrated at himself, brushing off the water. Forcing himself to stand he hid a shiver. “You better hurry or you’ll miss your thief.”

She looked at him doubtfully, then creased her brow. “How did you know that I was alerted to catch-?” A shout from down the stairs grabbed her attention.

One of the knights charged from behind the Crafting bench, shouting about a thief that needed to be apprehended. Jean blocked his way explaining this wasn’t him, he argued for a moment, he was positive this was him. But she ordered him to stand down and help her get him to the church. Turning back they discovered he was gone. Bewildered they looked around frantically.

“Venti? Venti!” She called and asked the knight to help them look but he was gone.

“Is he okay?” A voice said from above. Jean turned to see Glory, leaning over the railing. “He fell from high up a minute ago.”

“I’m sure he’s fine, Glory. Thank you for your concern!”

“If it helps I heard him run off in that direction.” She pointed down the stairs towards the city gates.

“Oh- then I better start looking. Thank you.”

“May Barbatos protect you!” Glory called as she turned to go.

He can’t be too bad if he ran off. At least she hoped so.

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Venti had seized the argument as a chance to escape, it was a risk but he was out of sight he vanished in a pale blue rush of anemo energy. Fading into an anemo spirit form he was able to sail out of the city as a gust of wind, undetected. It was much faster than gliding even, but as an archon is was the easiest form of travel. Unfortunately, it was the most costly.

Venti whirled through the air as his own personal breath of wind, he could see the Wind Rise tree. Almost there. Then his sight became fuzzy. Just a little- further. He thought . Then it went black, his amemo form collapsed around him and he tumbled from the air, hitting the ground hard.

Lumine teleported in front of the statue at Wind Rise, the familiar scent of lush earth and the wind in the tree branches washed over her. Her surface wounds seemed to heal, she took a deep breath. It felt relaxing but she knew it would would be short lived. Sighing she nodded her respect to the tall idol of the Anemo Archon, she pushed away memories of the defiled one somewhere underground. Later. They’d figure it out later. Just another thing for the list.

Marching around the Anemo Archon’s statue, she took a seat below the tree to wait for the real thing. She yawned. So much for sleep tonight. Then shuddered at the thought of nightmares, it was probably better this way anyway.

Paimon appeared not long after, babbling about the crazy wind, and badgered her with questions about why this statue. But Lumine was confident, Venti was coming here. And when he did- well, they’d have to see. Paimon wanted to keep talking but the way that Lumine kept her eyes on the horizon kept her mouth shut, mostly.

“Lumine, about what you said before. Paimon didn’t know it was so hard for you.”

“It’s fine Paimon, I’ll figure it out.” She said too harshly.

“Oh. Well if you want to talk to Paimon about it, Paimon promises to just listen.”

She sighed. “Okay Paimon.”

They waited for a while and right as Lumine was starting to doze off, Paimon cried out. She looked out at the direction she pointed out in the distance to see a ball blue anemo light explode in the darkness and moonlight, something fell from it.

“We should go see what that was.” Paimon said. Lumine nodded standing when another explosion shook the sky, but this one was pyro.

“Better hurry.”

Tumbling end over end he finally skidded to a stop at the edge of the dirt road. Venti lay on the ground in agony.
Ow, my head, he thought, the world still spinning. All his limbs ached from the impact of the fall but his anemo power was heavily depleted. If he was nauseous before, he was definitely sick now, the sweet wine now turned sour was trying to climb up his throat. He tilted his head towards the tree. Just a little further. But he couldn’t find the strength to move, so he lie there for a moment, his face in the dirt. Archons, why was he so cold? An hour ago he was too warm. He shivered. His chest burned.

After a moment her heard a yowl, Venti was conscious enough to recognize the sound of hilichurls. A whole camp was just up the road, they had come to investigate.

Struggling to roll over sent a wave of panic through him, he attempted to call out his bow but the anemo energy wouldn’t quite summon the object, his sight swayed seeing double the hilichurls as they charged. Too close. Exerting his strength, a sharp sting passed through his chest at last summoning his bow. It fell, hitting his hand falling to the ground with a clatter. He dropped his arm weakly. He’d need two hands to fire it anyway, nevermind summoning the arrow too. Resigned he closed his eyes. What a pathetic way for an archon to die, he thought to himself as he shivered in the dark.

Suddenly heat exploded above him, he opened his eyes to see a 10 foot flaming hawk sail over his head, it picked up the closest hilichurls, vaporizing them almost instantly. Venti lay in the dirt astounded, when a tall cloaked figure approached him. Pulling back the hood, a pyro red ponytail spilled out, he removed his hawk like mask.

“Venti? Is that you? What are you doing out here?” Diluc questioned him.

Venti hadn’t recalled seeing Master Diluc leave the tavern earlier, granted he couldn’t recall most of the performance. Figures he’d be out here defending the city, and now he had just saved it’s archon. He would have felt humiliated if he weren’t in so much pain.

“I saw that light, that was you, wasn’t it? What’s going on?”
Venti’s attempt to respond only came out as a groan.

Diluc knelt to the ground. “Lie still I’m going to help you.” He said. Throwing off his cloak he carefully rolled Venti onto his back.

“Diluc?” A woman’s voice said.

“Jean? Jean! Over here, we need your help.”

If she had one mora for every time heard that, the acting Grand Master would be the richest woman in Mondstadt, maybe even Liyue. And she would have traded it all if Diluc needed it, even Venti could see that. The way they got to work so quickly, was remarkable.

Jean hurried to his side, sliding to her knees they rolled Venti over wrapping him in Diluc’s cloak as they they asked each other what happened and each explained their side of the story. Jean said she arrived at the tavern to find wind blown mess of chaos, there was word of a thief that had done the damage, so as the acting grand master she had to investigate. Diluc had left the tavern an hour ago so he had missed the events, but not by much. He had been- walking home… when he saw an explosion of Anemo fall from thy sky. Jean confirmed she had seen the same thing. They didn’t think that an Archon could get hurt this way, but something was clearly wrong, so they got to work.

For a moment Venti let them help, still seeing double, they carefully laid him in Diluc’s black cloak bundling him up, he shivered sinking into the warmth of the Pyro user’s cloak. Diluc carefully picked him up.

“We need to hurry. Will you be fine carrying him back?” Jean said.

“Of course.” Diluc said. Venti hardly weighed anything more than a handful of feathers.

“Let’s get him back to the Cathedral, I’m sure Barbara will still be awake.”

That got Venti’s attention. He began writhing struggling to break free from his confines. The pair quickly began coaxing him to stop, afraid he would hurt himself more when Lumine charged up through the brush.

“Traveler?” Jean said. “What are you doing out here?”

“Waiting for him actually. Something must be wrong, he needs to get to the tree.”

“A tree? You’re not making an sense.” Jean said.

“Which tree? What’s going on?” Diluc asked still trying to calm Venti’s squirming.

“We think that’s where he’s trying to go,” Paimon translated, pointing to Wind Rise. “That’s where he went after Signora took his gnosis. Paimon thinks it heals him.”

“Is he sick?” Jean asked lowering her voice. “Can Archons get sick?”
“I don’t know, but something is going on. He sure made a mess of my tavern-” Diluc started to say but a roar split the air.

Jean and Diluc locked eyes for a moment. Their gazes shot towards the direction of the noise. The once calm moonlit sky was now blocked by a dragon’s wing span.

“Dvalin?!” Paimon cried. “Uh- he looks pretty angry.”

“Better take cover, Paimon,” Lumine said. And that’s all it took for Paimon to disappear.

“D- Dvalin?” Venti murmured, a twinge of pain crossed his face.

The groups eyes fixed on the incoming dragon. Lumine’s hand twitched instinctively. Looking at Jean and Diluc she could tell they wanted to summon their weapons as well. Clearly that went well the last time, so they stood and waited.

“Barbatos!” Dvalin cried on approach, each syllable louder than the last. He came to hover just above them.

“Dvalin…” Venti groaned again.

“Great Dragon! Dvalin! What’s wrong! Why have you come?” Jean asked.

“Always so full of formalities, Grand Master. I am not here for pleasantries. Give me the god of anemo and I will depart in peace.” Dvalin demand.

“Hand him over? What-?” Diluc started but Dvalin split the air with his roars, Jean and Lumine covered their ears.

“You dare injure and conceal the Lord of Anemo and then feign innocence? I will hear no more, release him to me!”

“Wait! There’s been a misunderstanding-”

With that the Dragon began beating his wings, sending wild gusts of wind. Diluc cradled Venti’s head to his chest to shield him from the blasts. Jean summoned her sword in an instant, pushing Lumine behind her she stepped in front of Diluc. Summoning her anemo winds she fought to counter the winds. This angered the Dragon even more.

“You dare trap the Archon who gave you your power!” Dvalin growled and dove at the ground. Jean sent another blast but it did nothing. Lumine stepped in front and summoned a her Geo boulder as a barrier. Dvalin growled at the structure and curved back skyward. The boulder dissipated as the dragon finished his loop preparing to dive again.

Jean and Lumine stood hip to hip sending a strong burst of anemo. Diluc came up behind them as they did so, resting Venti in the grass behind them he summoned his claymore. Crying out in the wind he sent a burst, a flaming hawk shot forth, burning the grass as it rose into the air. The anemo spread the flames. The dragon blew its own burst of anemo, fanning the flames, expanding the fields. Unseen slimes erupted from the ground, exploding at the sudden elemental energy. Dvalin roared diving low he charged them.

“Duck!” Jean shouted.

They dove in different directions and the Dragon plowed over them, snatching a black bundle from the flames before flying away.

“No!” Jean shouted. “Diluc can you-?”

“I can’t! I could hit Venti!”

Lumine looked around for anything they could use when her eyes fell on something in the singed grass. An intricate bow the shape of a harp. Snatching it up, she could feel the anemo power radiating from it, but anemo wouldn’t stop a retired Wind. Aiming to the sky she imbued the summoned arrow with electro energy. The elemental energies swirled charging the arrow. Drawing it back to her eye she searched for a target. Not his eye, she didn’t want to hurt Dvalin, not the claw, she didn’t know if Venti could survive a fall at that height a second time. She lowered the bow, dispersing the charge.

“We can’t hit him, if but we can catch him.” She said.

Diluc waved away his claymore, “Then let’s move.”

Up on the balcony of Mondstadt, on the edge of the rail just below one if the city’s towering windmills sat Glory. Still pondering her conversation with that strange bard from earlier. She wished Godwin were here, he could help her make sense if it. Just then she was pulled from her thoughts by an explosion of anemo. The citadel still mostly asleep so no one could see the dragon soaring away. Glory couldn’t see it either but she was the witness of the powerful gust of wind that shook every window pane and planter, the windmill creaked from the extra exertion. It was then she knew.

“Oh Godwin, I really wish you were here.” She got up and arms in front of her she carefully began making her way to the Favonian Headquarters.

Soon they sailed up over the mountains of his lair. Somewhere between a dream and reality he woke up to Dvalin flew in the gap in the top floor of his tower, curling up inside, a gentle claw lay him down on a rock for Venti to sit up on. Cradling his head with one hand Venti sat up.

“Barbatos, what happened? What did they do to you?” He finally asked.

“I’m fine, nobody hurt me.” Venti said trying to put on a his usual mischievous face but the hollow ache stung him and he gasped. Putting on an act became more difficult when it felt like there was a Chasm Snake burrowing around in his chest.

“I can dispatch them for you. Those fools will rue the day they-”

“Hey!” Venti croaked. He spun a small cyclone of wind in his hand, he tossed it up at Dvalin’s face, the air puffed in his eye finally getting his attention. “Nobody hurt me. I appreciate the concern, but I’m just fine-” He began coughing again. Dvalin sat quiet waiting.

“It has to be the Ley lines effecting you.”

“Ley lines?” Venti croaked. “What’s happening to the Leylines?”

“Haven’t you noticed? Monsters gather by the day, swarming around the city, I’ve tried to reach you about it.”

“Oh… I didn’t hear you anymore.”

“Because the Ley lines are disrupting our connection, and weakening your power. That’s why I came to fetch you personally.” The Dragon grumbled.

“I’m sorry Dvalin, it’s been like this for longer than that. I can’t hear you anymore. I had no idea the Ley lines were disturbed at all.”

“So this is because of what that Demon took your Gnosis?” Dvalin rumbled. “She should pay for what she did.”

“Revenge will help nothing. Besides the world is already balanced as far as she is concerned.”

Dvalin nodded, solemn but satisfied.

“Besides, the imbalance isn’t affecting me, it is me. My power…” She looked at his open palm sadly. “It’s draining.”

Dvalin looked shocked. Looking Venti over he let out a deafening roar. How could the Archon who saved him come to such a low state.

“Then there is only one thing to be done. We must repair the Ley Lines.” Dvalin said getting to his feet.

“Yes.” Venti croaked. “We need to.”

The group tried the teleports first but there was no response. They didn’t understand how the teleports could be down but they didn’t have time to figure it out so they started walking in the direction that Dvalin flew off.

As they walked they fell into step with each other. Though they were worried, Jean and Diluc, found a way to ease their nerves over Venti by catching up and chatting about business and the upcoming Windblume Festival. After a while they noticed that the Traveler was no longer with them. Looking around for a moment they found her several paces ahead of them marching steadily onward. Storming ahead, actually.

“Lumine! You alright up there?” Diluc called ahead.

“Fine. But I’ll be better when we catch up to that cursed dragon.”

“Cursed?” Diluc muttered. He and Jean shared a glance. She’d never cursed anything before.

Jean was shocked. Without considering she jogged up behind her. “Lumine hey- ah!” She gasped as the Traveler whirled blade suddenly in hand pointed right at Jean’s chest. Eyes wide she realized that she was threatening the Grand Master she quickly threw the blade away so it disappeared.

“Lumine.” Jean said quietly.

“Sorry- I just- sorry. I didn’t mean to threaten you. I thought something was sneaking up on me.”

Diluc caught up to them. “Even if there were, we have your back.” He looked her over, her gaze was on the ground but her stare was far away. He frowned. “What’s really the matter? You’re on edge.”

“I’m not.”

“You are.” He folded his arms. “What’s wrong?”

She let out a rueful ha. “What isn’t wrong these days? I came to have a relaxing vacation for the first time since Paimon taught me the Teyvat language, and what do you know, another Archon is in danger.”

“Venti can protect himself.” Jean said.

“He fell out of the sky.”

“He is the god of the Wind after all.” Jean agreed. “He took a bad fall. But I know that Dvalin would never hurt a friend. You know that right?” Jean laid a careful hand on Lumine’s shoulder. She twitched but didn’t brush it away. “You know that right? We’re your friends. If you aren’t up for this Diluc and I can handle it.” Lumine met her gaze and Jean smiled. “I know that Mondstadt and I will always be grateful for the service of the Honorary Knight, but if you need a break we can take care of this.”

Diluc spoke up. “And as inefficient as the knights are, they’ve handled every issue Mond has come across before you got here. It’s alright if you need time.” Jean gave him a side eye but said nothing.

“But-” Lumine started.

“You already said that you came to Mond for a break. You don’t have to make an excuse. But I’ll tell you one thing,” Diluc cut her off. “Every year before the harvest the employees at the Winery are given a couple weeks off to prepare for the hard journey. Everyone needs time to rest. Don’t burn yourself out.”

Between the two of them they pulled the Traveler into a hug. They sat that way until she realized they would stay that way until she moved first. Lumine finally pulled away, tears pricking her eyes, she wiped them away carefully so they wouldn’t see. “I- Thank you. But Venti is my friend too, and I need to see this through.”

“Let’s take a break then. I carry snacks on me whenever I leave the city.” Jean suggested. She took a few sunsettias from her pouch. “Courtesy of Sucrose. I believe she said these are her Tetratanic- well- her extra sweet sunsettias.”

Lumine took one and gratefully sank her teeth into it, the memories sweet as the fruit came flooding back.

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With some persuasion Venti convinced Dvalin to go searching for his friends and to let him ride on his back this time. Which Dvalin thought was odd, he used to have his own wings. Venti clambered carefully up his wing and onto his back.

Dvalin was picking up speed. He had always been able to keep a steady flight but tonight Venti felt every beat. Venti grimaced. Trying to hold on to the dragon and his wine was becoming more difficult.

“Dvalin? Can you slow-?” He groaned briefly covering his mouth when the sound of clashing swords met his ears. Swallowing sensation he looked over the side to see the people he had been searching for locked in battle with a whole camp of hilichurls just between Springvale and Wolvendom. Shields and tornados flying wildly.

“Down there!” Venti exclaimed.

As they landed Dvalin beat his wings. The 3 fighters pointed at the sky and moved for cover behind trees. They held on tight as the wing beats blew back and the hilichurl threat and the tornados dissipated.

Lumine shielded her eyes from the gust. “Venti?”

“I’m back!” Venti proclaimed sliding off the back.

Diluc frowned, “You seem chipper all the sudden. Can we ask where you went in such a hurry?” Diluc started, noting that Venti was still wearing his cloak.

“Not to be rude but the way you left was rather dramatic.” Jean said brushing off some pyro slime goo.

“Oh- yeah. I’m sure that Dvalin is sorry for any dramatics for our sudden exit.”

“I am no such thing.” The dragon huffed.

“Aw. Well he meant well.” Venti said his words slurring just a little. “In’fact iss’why we came back. Sorry to scare you.” He went to lean on the side of Dvalin but misjudged the space nearly falling on his face. Correcting he stood up too fast. Now there was twice as many confused faces than a second ago. “I uh,” He swallowed at the ground thinking un-nauseous thoughts. “The leylines.” Dvalin prompted. “Right. Um. We-” The sound of thundering shook the ground.

The group dropped into their battles stances searching for the source of the noise. The noise became clearer like clanking metal and thundering feet and clattering wheels of a cart behind them. There must be at least 10 of them.

Jean stowed her weapon. “It’s alright, it’s just the knights.”

“There’s the dragon!” One of the knights shouted.

Diluc scoffed, rolling his eyes. “Late as always.”

Jeans fist tightened on her sword but she threw it away into the air saying nothing.

And who should be leading group but a Mondstadt’s blue haired Cavalry Captain.

“There they are.” Kaeya said. “Evening acting Grand Master. Oh and the the famous Traveler! I had no idea you were in town, no wonder the threat was handled so quickly. Between the two of you-”

“Captain Kaeya.” Jean interrupted.

“I must say,” he went on. “I was rather concerned when we got a report of a dragon attack in the area. No offense.” He said eyeing Dvalin, who chuffed. “You can’t imagine my relief and disappointment to see you all fine here.”

“Disappointment?” Diluc said his frown deepening.

“Diluc! Figures you’d be in on this little escapade. My disappointment only comes from getting the report at such a late hour and missing all the excitement. You see our patrol group had just finished our route and had arrived back at the Headquarters when the city was rocked with a crazy wind. Then a rather frantic woman ran in saying something about a dragon. She was blind and even she knew that something was wrong so naturally we had to put her fears to rest, which meant none for us. It’s a shame it wasn’t sooner, because the path our patrol took when we retraced our steps brought us to a scorched field just outside Windrise. Now tell me Diluc, you wouldn’t happen to know anything about that? I know that the Dragon of the East is not capable of such a pyro blast.”

Diluc grunted and Jean stepped in between them.

“We had a misunderstanding but it seems to be taken care off. Dvalin here was just explaining to us that there seems to be something wrong with the Leylines.”

“It must be bad if the Dragon of the East has to get involved. Can I ask why Mondstadt’s most famous bard also happens to be here? And why he happens to be wearing the cloak of the Head of the Ragnvindr Clan?”

Venti moved to untie it immediately handing it back to Diluc.

“Will you stop it with the titles?” Diluc spat, taking it from him. “We were in a battle with a bunch of hilichurls just now. We’re all safe if you were wondering. He happened to be here and I offered it to him for protection.”

“Protection?”

“I picked it up in my travels to Natlan. It’s pyro proof.”

“I didn’t know you went there.”

“You never asked.”

The arguing went on. Jean sighed under her breath. When she noticed Lumine staring at her with a raised eyebrow, she pursed her lips.
“Alright,” she said loud enough to interrupt the group. “Can we get back to the issue of the Leylines?”

The bickering stopped with an awkward air.

“Does this happen often?” Dvalin asked.

“Not particularly. And it’s not everyday you meet a dragon either. Pleasure to make your acquaintance.” Kaeya added.

Dvalin chuffed, realizing he had been waiting on Venti for a decision. Venti avoided his gaze swaying a little bit into Diluc. He gave the bard a stern look righting him. Venti chuckled quietly.

“What is your report then Kaeya?”

“But we promise to find the source of the Leyline issue. That said, the other Knights and I have been working to quell the monsters for some time now, but the numbers are only growing. Do you have an idea where they might be gathering to?”

“We’ve tracked them to the edge of Dragonspine.”

At the mention of Dragonspine Dvalin growled. Flapping his wings he lifted into the sky nearly blowing all the knights away. The dust settled as he flew away.

Diluc rubbed his chin. He leaned down to Venti. “Any idea what that was about?” When he didn’t respond right away Diluc nudged his shoulder repeating the question.

“Hmm? Oh he does that.”

Diluc furrowed his brow confused by his answer.

“That was- odd.” Jean said dusting herself off.

“Definitely not ominous at all. Do we have any idea why the monsters are gathering there?” Lumine wondered.

“I want to know why they were tracked only to the edge.” Diluc muttered.

Jean shook her head. “I only know there was an ancient civilization there. Albedo and other Alchemists are trying to uncover some of its history. But if it’s an issue with the Leylines that sounds like a mission for the knights. Would you all take a look?”

A soldier in the back cleared her throat. “Pardon but we’ve been patrolling for hours.”

“I know, but I need to escort everyone else back to Mondstadt.”

“I realize this. I know it’s not ideal,” She said. She had been up since dawn. She didn’t know what time it was now but it was likely close to dawn the next morning. “I realize your rest is important so don’t make any rash decisions.” Lumine felt the weight of Jean’s fleeting side eye. She continued. “In that case if all of you are worn out, will a couple of you go ahead to survey the area, observe the threat and then we will plan accordingly. Once I get back to the city I will organize a party and we can all go. Understood?”

“I can help-” Lumine spoke up but was silenced by a sharp look from Jean.

“We would appreciate that, Traveler. I’m sure the issue will practically resolve itself with you on board.” Kaeya said.

Jean sighed. “If that’s what she wants.”

“In that case why don’t we go together?” Diluc prompted. “The amount of monsters grows by the hour so we can already assume it will be dangerous. The path to Dragonspine is on the way back to Mondstadt and likely safer. So if we send a couple back they can get reinforcements.”

And that is why Diluc used to be a Cavalry Captain. Always looking for the safest and most efficient option. Jean nodded.

“Sounds like our safest option. You have climbing gear in that wagon?”

“All the usual affects and emergency first aid.” Someone nodded.

Diluc scoffed internally. Only the knights of Favonius would carry around winter gear as part of their everyday patrol wagon. Still it seemed it might be useful this time.

“Alright then,” Jean said. “Let’s move. Lawrence and Leah head back to the city directly and get reinforcements. Meet at the base of the mountain.”

“Yes, Mame!” They resounded marching off towards the mountain.

Diluc started behind them when Venti nudged into him again. “Hey when they go back to the city you should go with them.”

“Whoawhoa, at least take me to dinner.”

Diluc was flabbergasted, grabbing his shoulders he stood him up. “I have no idea what you thought I said, but you need your head professionally examined. When the knights go back to the city have them take you.”

“No, thank you, Master Diluc.” He snickered to himself, his head lulling back.

“You’re hopeless. Just do it.”

“That’s a good song, but which one are you talking about? ”

Diluc let him go and joined the front of the ranks, Venti stumbled but fell in line.

Lumine came up behind him. “You going to be alright getting to Windrise by yourself?” She whispered.

“Traveler! Question for you.” Jean called from the front.

Lumine gave Venti a worried look.

“I’ll b’fine. Since when are people worried about a bard?”

“Lumine?”

Reluctantly she accepted the answer and went up front.

They said goodbye to the two other knights being sent for reinforcements just outside Springvale. Then somewhere on their opted route cutting across the Highlands, Kaeya got bored.

His own troupe was exhausted so they weren’t in the mood. And as funny as it would be he assumed it would be a bad idea to interrupt whatever conversation Diluc was having with Jean. Looking back passed the wagon he noticed Lumine far back behind the caravan. He slowed his pace he waited for her to catch up.

“All alone at the back of the pack?” He asked.

Lumine gasped in shock, blade appearing in hand.

Kaeya gave the Traveler a friendly smirk. “Good to see you too.”

“Don’t do that!” She growled dismissing the sword. Twice in one night.

“I apologize, though I must remind you that it is customary to greet friends when you haven’t seen them after such a long time.”

“I meant don’t sneak up on me.”

“Aw,” He said in mock revelation. “What’s wrong?”

“Nothing is wrong.”

“I beg to differ. A person of your social status and fighting skills should be leading the charge. Not to mention I’ve never seen a faster summon.” He said giving his own a twirl before throwing it on his back.

“Why does everyone have to play detective?” She mumble.

“I can still here you when you mutter.”

“Shhh.”

“You can’t avoid me forever.” Kaeya teased.

“No seriously, shh. Do you hear that?” She stopped looking around.

Kaeya listened in too. The caravan was quickly out pacing them, but as the rumble faded there was a silence. And then-

“Is that someone calling for help?” He turned around facing the sound but Lumine was already off.

“Help! Anyone there? Down here!”

Lumine and Kaeya came to the edge of a large hole several feet deep.

“Godwin?” They both cried peering inside.

Godwin groaned. “Of course the people who find me are Knights.”

“Nobody else out here this time of night. Here.” They reached down. Godwin leapt barely grabbing on they hauled him up.

Godwin thanked them brushing dirt off his armor.

“It can’t be.” Kaeya said. “Where is the rest of your elite squadron? Has Varka- Hang on.” He stopped himself, gesturing to Lumine. “You two know each other?”

“Aw well…” Godwin started.

“You want to tell him or should I?” Lumine asked him.

Godwin groaned. “We met on the road and…”

“He got left behind.” Lumine finished.

“Hey-”

“I mean, we could just throw you back into the hole.” Kaeya suggested.

“Stop, I can tell the story myself.” He sighed and quickly summed up everything for Kaeya. Even about how he got left behind from Varka’s caravan, even how it was because he lost his keepsake from Glory.

“Aw, so you’ve been here all this time? And the Traveler has been in on it delivering letters for months? That’s pretty funny. But I’m sure Glory would be much happier to see you in person.” He paused folding his arms. “So to speak.”

“I can’t face her. Not yet. You can tell all the knights if you want but I- can’t see her. What will she think?”

Kaeya nodded considering this. “Aw well far be it from me to start a lover’s quarrel.

“So- you’ll keep my secret?”

“It’s hardly my job to tattle on other knights. Besides, I may be a captain but you are still my superior as far as the Handbook goes.”

“Well- thank you.” He said. Elite force or not he seemed embarrassed.

“How did you end up in that hole anyway?” Lumine changed the subject.

“Not sure. I think it’s a new trap the hilichurls came up with? I was just walking and something exploded beneath my feet. I’m not sure what happened, but it wasn’t here yesterday. But I did find this.” He held up a little singed red clover.

“Oh Klee.” Lumine shook her head turning it over, handing it to Kaeya.

He took it, looking it over before pocketing it. “Looks like we’ll need to have a chat with our little Spark Knight.”

“Klee did that?”

“Jean’s not going to like that. Don’t worry we’ll leave the part about you out of it.” Lumine said.

“I appreciate it. Come to think of it, what are you all doing out here? This isn’t the usual route for the nightly knight patrol.”

Lumine assumed that Kaeya would laugh but he simply answered with the story about the Leylines.

“You’re correct, the monsters have been gathering at the the mountain for some time now. But A dragon? You’re You all be safe up there. I’ve been dealing with whatever monsters I can out here without drawing any extra attention to myself… But without a proper team or tools I’m afraid I’ve only scratched the surface.”

“We’ll take care of it, just keep an eye on the city for us?” Lumine asked.

“Sure thing. And Traveler? Before you go, are you going to be in Mondstadt for the Windblume Festival?” Godwin asked.

“I was thinking about it.” If the city didn’t explode or blow away before then, she thought sarcastically.

“If you are, will you give these to Glory?” He asked handing her a letter and a bundle of Dandelion seeds. “Tell her I miss her.”

“I’ll see what I can do.” She said stowing them.

“You have my thanks. Good to see you again Captain. It’s been a while.” He reached out an arm. Kaeya took the hand to shake it but Godwin pulled him close so he could whisper in his ear. “If you tell anyone or use this to blackmail me you’ll find yourself at the bottom of a similar hole. Got it.”

“Will do.” He laughed casually. “Good to see you, you take care of yourself too, Godwin.” Kaeya said patting him on the back. He waved as they parted ways.

Lumine looked at Kaeya quizzically. “What was that about?”
“Is that Venti?” Kaeya said distracted.

Lumine’s head snapped forward. “It can’t be, he went back to Mond with the other- oh no.”

The cover on the wagon parted and a slobbering drunk bard flopped out. Venti waved with a droopy arm, snickering to himself. “You’re so far away.” His hat slid off into the dirt.

Jogging forward Kaeya picked up the hat. Lumine took it and plopped it back on his head.

“Oh thank’youuuu. There you went, you’ve finally come back to me one’sagain old friend.” He said patting his own head.

Lumine frowned. “Uhh…”

“He’s drunk.” Kaeya remarked.

“Disgustingly so, what do we do?”

“Well it would explain why he was so far outside the city when there’s monsters everywhere.”

Lumine nodded. Sure why not.

“We’re almost to the mountain camp. We can’t drag the supplies up the mountain without horses anyway so we can just leave him there. Someone will bet there to keep watch of the supplies.”

A small glow started in between them as they were walking and Paimon appeared in front of Lumine’s face. “Hey are you done sulking yet-?” She huffed sniffing. “Why does it smell so bad? Like stale wine.” Turning around she saw Venti. He chuckled. “You dopey bard! You said you weren’t drunk.”

“Mm. I never said any such thing. However I ever deny it.” He hiccuped laughing to himself.

Lumine slapped her forehead. “You just confessed.”

“At least he’s coherent enough to answer.” Kaeya smirked.

“This is serious.” She said smacking his arm.

“Whoa now, I’m sure everything will be just fine. We’re just doing a quick surveillance, with so many people it should be a breeze. We’ll be in and out in no time.”

“So any idea why the monsters were only tracked to the edge of Dragonspine?” Diluc asked as they walked. “Why wouldn’t the problem by tracked all the way to the source?”

“Because the Alchemists have jurisdiction of the mountain for their research. And there are several Fatui camps. And seeing as we can’t legally pin them down for anything and they say it’s peaceful research we have to leave them be.” Jean explained her eyes on horizon of the mountain.

“Typical.” He said shaking his head.

“Stop it.”

“Pardon?”

“I said stop. There are rules that I need to follow, you may be able to go undercover and break and make your own rules but I can’t afford to.”

“Wait you know about- Did Kaeya tell you?”

“No. You’re trying to tell me the minute you’re back in Mond and the Treasure Hoarders we’ve been after for weeks are suddenly tied by their ankles hanging from the Wind god’s statue, and it just happens to be a coincidence? Who do you take me for?”

Diluc was stunned.

“Besides, I recognized the knot you used. It’s a special one I taught you.”

He didn’t know what to say.

“I’m doing the best I know how with what I have. So if you could be a little less critical I would appreciate it.” She sighed. “I know what you experienced was hard and I can’t imagine how difficult it was. I-” She kicked a pinecone as they walked. “I wish I did. I could have- we could have been there to support you. But you took off. And we had such large shoes to fill. And I could have used some of your advice. But things are different now-”

“I’m sorry.”

Now Jean was stunned.

“I’m sorry. It was- hard when my father was killed. I had to find out. I never realized how much I took my anger out on the knights. And how much of that- I never meant to direct it or criticize you. You’ve done a marvelous job, and deep down I know that. I was consumed with rage I had to direct it somewhere. I suppose it still hasn’t entirely gone.”

Jean wasn’t sure why but hearing that out loud made her blush.

In the silence he hesitated. “Did you… Mean what you said? About wishing…”

“Oh no.”

“Oh.” His face fell.

“No- I mean we have a problem.” Confused he followed her gaze. The mountain camp came into view.”

“It’s deserted.” He said eyes widening. “Where are all the Adventurers?”

Chapter Text

“The adventurers wouldn’t just desert the camp without a reason.” Jean said again after examining the camp, the cold wind blowing ominously off the mountain.

“Where would everybody even go?” Paimon asked scratching her head. She grabbed a rope from the wagon to keep herself from being blown away by a strong gust.

“I have a pretty good idea.” Lumine said pointing to the foot prints leading to the mountain. “Something must have happened.”

“Acting Grand Master?” A knight interrupted with a salute.

“Yes, Adler?”

“We found a note for any adventurers that came by, there has been an incident on the mountain. They organized a rescue. But it looks like that was some time ago. They left this note to let adventurers know they are welcome to supplies, but it looks like most of it was pillaged by monsters or taken up to Dragonspine.”

Kaeya came up behind. “Albedo is up there. Along with-”

“Along with Sucrose and Timaeus, yes.” Jean seriously. “Albedo can handle the sheer cold like nobody I’ve ever seen but I don’t know about the others.

“Especially the adventurers.” Kaeya added. “You don’t think-?”

“We have to. If we prepare for the worst than it can be avoided.” Jean turned back to the other knight, he stood at attention. “Good work, Adler. If they organized a rescue that hasn’t returned yet than something may have gone wrong. Kaeya, get the company ready to march.”

He nodded and the two off to gather the company. Adler clutched his sword nervously eyeing the mountain as they walked. The peak disappearing into a sea of dark clouds.

“Alright everyone, let’s move!”

Lumine looked up at the mountain as they approached the bridge, lost in thought. She was also hardly dressed for this kind of adventure. Hopefully this wouldn’t take long.

“Lumine? You’re still so quiet.” Paimon said bringing her back.

“What!” Lumine finally said. Paimon’s mouth snapped shut. She sighed. “Sorry Paimon. I didn’t mean to snap at you. I’m just- thinking. And stressed. That’s not a good excuse for shouting.”

“Paimon understands. This isn’t how our vacation was supposed to go.”

Lumine nodded. That was an understatement. She really didn’t deserve Paimon.

“Do you want to talk about it?” Paimon teased, leaning over into Lumine, it almost made her smile.

Lumine looked at the road ahead as they walked. “I was thinking… If Dvalin brought Venti specifically to fix the Leylines it must be really bad.”

“Oh yeah, then we really do need him. How are we supposed to fix the Leylines without him?” Paimon whispered eyeing him in the cart.

“We?” Lumine said scoffing.

“Paimon helps where Paimon can.”

“Sure. I’m sure the hilichurls would love a snack.” She teased.

“Hey!”

Lumine shrugged. “Look, the Fatui tamper with them all the time and I always manage to fix them.”

“But when the Leylines in Inazuma-”

“I handled it.” She said.

“That’s true, but-”

“But nothing.” She said firmly. But Paimon swore she heard her mumble, “Just as long as I don’t get struck by lightning again.”

Finally approaching the bridge, a familiar voice spoke from inside the wagon.

“By the seven ’itz HOT in there.” Venti exclaimed, dramatically popping his head through wagon flaps. “Oh nevermind, it’sa wind-er wonder land.” Venti giggled.

“Tone Deaf Bard…” Paimon groaned, then she made a face leaning over to Lumine. “He must really is delusional if he thinks that Dragonspine is hot.” Paimon groaned.

Lumine pinched the bridge of her nose, she looked at the sky praying for strength. She wasn’t sure from what god, but Mond’s was trying to eat snowflakes from the sky. One landed on his nose, he stuck out his tongue trying to lick it.

Hearing the commotion Jean turned around. Venti waved at her, twiddling his fingers. Her gaze grew deadly serious, she tapped Diluc’s arm who also turned. Somehow his serious expression grew more somber still./ Making their way to the back of the company gestured to him looking at Lumine and Kaeya pulling them aside.

“What is he still doing here?” Diluc asked.

“Noooo, how do you do?” Venti asked snickering he booped his nose.

Jean clapped her hands to composer herself. “Why is he here, and why is he high as a kite?”

Kaeya almost laughed at her turn of phrase but Diluc interrupted.

“He spent the evening at my tavern. He pawned drinks from some of the performers. He was getting heavy handed, I should have cut him off before I left.”

“That explains his drinking habits. But that doesn’t explain why he isn’t on the road back to Mond.” Jean insisted.

Lumine shrugged. They had all watched him leave. “Don’t know. Kaeya and I were bringing up the rear and we didn’t see anyone.”

“Perhaps they forgot to take him.” Kaeya suggested.

Venti winked at Lumine shushing her quietly through a finger at his lips. Her eyes narrowed. Whatever magic he used was going to get them all killed.

“We need to increase our vigilance, no more surprises.” Jean told him. “We’ll find a camp at at the bottom and he’s staying in the wagon. He’ll be safe there.”

“Except there’s one problem,” Lumine pointed forward. “The bridge is out.”

It was. The stones lay crumbled in the river below.

“Search for a way around.” Jean called.

“Wait- look.” Diluc pointed up the river where a camp of monsters were marching in a zombie like state towards the water. “Are they trying to cross it?”

“They wouldn’t dare.” Kaeya put in watching in shock. “Hilichurls hate water, they can’t swim.”

But they did dare. They stepped right into the water. Then a familiar ‘gung gung whoo’ sounded and an Abyss Mage appeared freezing the water. Floating across, it created a path for them to cross the deeper part of the river.

“I stand corrected.” Kaeya said. “Let’s go take care of the Mage so no other monsters can cross.” Diluc put a hand on his chest blocking his path.

“It’s a Cryo Abyss Mage, so I will take care of it.”

“Oh ho, so gracious of you to lend the knights a hand, Master Diluc. However you will need me for the knights to bridge across. If we take care we will get across nice and dry.” He smirked at Diluc. “Well- most of us.”

“What’s that supposed to mean-?” Jean started but Diluc was already walking, grumbling as he went.

“Why are you helping the Knights, Diluc?” Kaeya asked but the question was quickly silenced. Grumbling he went off leaving Kaeya to lead the knights to turn the caravan around. Lumine went to pull the wagon but it wouldn’t budge.

They took turns crossing in pairs with Kaeya, (though while crossing with Jean, Diluc ended up melting the ice, which sank the three of them nearly up to their knees. Answering Jean’s earlier question.)

Moving quickly they even got the wagon across. Well mostly.

“One of the wheels is stuck in the mud.” Lumine said.

Adler suggested they start removing supplies from the cart to make it lighter and got to work. “‘Scuse me.” Adler said politely, pulling a pick from behind Venti.

Venti gasped sitting up as a sharp jab passed through him.

“Oh I’m sorry, did I hit you?”

“S’all right.” Venti accepted, but truth is she hadn’t even grazed him.

He rubbed the sore spot, breathing slowly. The alcohol was in full swing the initial sting faded to a dull ache in his stomach. Rubbing the spot he closed his eyes trying to think about anything else.

“Maybe it just needs some extra elbow grease. Push harder!” Paimon suggested getting into place to help push. They counted down giving it a good shove. There was a loud thud that jolted the entire cart and the splintering wood.

“Whoops.” Paimon said, rubbing the back of her neck. “Maybe that was too much elbow grease.”

Venti groaned once again coming out of the wagon. Ugh, why did wagons have to be so rough. His stomach complained again. “Did we make it? Did we win?”

“Sort of… We won you a hiking tour of Dragonspine.” Lumine said.

“Mmm tha’s okay. I can walk.” He said, and Lumine opened the hatch for the wagon. Looking at the ground it was suddenly 10 feet further than it should have been. Shaking his head, the gnawing in his chest begged him not to stand. But eyes on him did anyway. One step, he could do this. A sharp throb shot threw him and his arms froze and his legs gave out. The girls cried out and Lumine rushed catching him, steadying him she sat him back on the carts edge.

“What’s going on over here?” Kaeya coming up besides Jean. “The rest of the company is already scoping out the area.”

“And Paimon is freezing.” She said and disappeared.

“Okay then. This isn’t going to work.” Lumine grumbled. “He’s too unsteady.”

“Mmm another excellent song.” Venti said adding a hiccup.

Kaeya smiled bemused. “Looks like he could use some sobering up.”

“Unfortunately we don’t have that kind of time.” Jean said. “The path here has been treaded on by too many monsters. In this state he’s a liability. Someone will have to stay behind with him. Traveler? Can I ask you to watch over Venti?”

“I-” Watch duty?

“I know it’s not your usual expertise but this shouldn’t take long. We’re just going to make a quick report and see if we can find anyone.”

“I- You can count on me.”

“Okay. We’ll be right back.”

The company marched off. She kicked a stone into the river. Watch duty.

“Sum’fin the matter?” Venti slurred.

“Nope. Everything is just peachy.” She nearly growled. “Just stuck with baby sitting instead of actually helping.” She muttered.

Venti looked around nodding slowly. “That iza pickle.”

“I’ll sober you up the hard way so help me.” Lumine hissed. Kaeya came round.

“Something wrong?”

“Shouldn’t you be leading your troops?”

“I figured I’d check on you first.”

She frowned at the distance not looking at either of them.

“Fine fine. But if you don’t want the company of a drunkard I suppose I can show you a few tips before I go.”

She looked back skeptically.

“Come on, it’s easy. Let me show you what I mean. Give him to me.” Kaeya said. Picking Venti up (with an giddy ‘whee’ sound) Kaeya took him down to the edge of the river, noting he weighed practically nothing. Kneeling next to him in the light snow on the grass. He waved an instructional hand at Lumine. “Now it’s a little ritual I like to conduct if things get out of hand. Just give his head a quick splash in the icy river. Nothing sobers up faster.”

Lumine raised a brow. “Did Diluc teach you this? Or wait- Let me guess, you learned first hand?”

Kaeya sputtered. “Nevermind my methods. Here, let me help you take care of him.”

She stopped him. “Actually, you should catch up. I need to talk to him anyway.”

Kaeya’s eye widened surprised. “Conducting an interrogation? Didn’t think you were the type. Remind me not to get on your bad side.”

“You won’t if you go catch your troops.” She said kneeling besides Venti.

“Fair enough, then I’ll leave you to it.” Kaeya said taking out his sword.

“Hopefully that won’t be necessary.” She knelt under one arm to take him back to the cart.

“Suit yourself,” He said taking the other side. Sitting him down on the carts edge once more he turned to catch up. “But if you change your mind there’s a more shallow strip down the way for you. It shouldn’t take much to get the information you want.” He said walking out on the ice.

“I’m not interrog- oh whatever.” He was already gone.

“Weeehlp. We have all the time in the world until they come back. Anything you want to tell me?”

She hesitated.

“Just keep in mind I’m drunk, you can tell me anything. I probably won’t remember it anyway.”

“That doesn’t help. You could blab.”

“Traveler!” He said with the same appalled formal tone that someone might yell ‘Mame!’ or ‘Sir!’ “When have I ever exposed a secret that was not mine to tell? I only mean to ask for whatever is on your mind. Whatever you want to tell.”

“I’ve been trying to ask you the same thing all day.”

“And I’ve told you, and you can clearly see you’ve found me out.” He gestured to his drunk self. “I only seek your perspective, I’m not here to play detective.”

She was stunned by the use of her own words against her. She swallowed the lump rising in her throat. “I am tired of playing pretend.”

“And who are you pretending for?”

She furrowed her brow, “I- No one I guess. Myself.”

Venti sat up more leaning against the side he patted for her to sit next to him and she did. “And why is that?”

“Because if I don’t- I might…”

“You might lose hope?”

Tears pricked her eyes.“It’s been so long. I don’t know how many years its been and I still have no sign of my brother.”

“My Warrior.” He said a knowing look crossing his face. “You’ve worked so hard, a false facade is difficult to maintain. Use my shoulder to lean or to cry on, tell me whatever is on your mind.”

At these words the tears welled beyond control, spilling down her cheeks the hot streaks chilling in the frosted air. A sob escaped her. Venti tugged her shoulder and she leaned her head on his shoulder holding her while his shoulders shook, after a while he stroked her back. The cold mountain air seemed to dissipate being replaced by the spring time on the other side. They sat that way for a while until she was ready. Then the words flooded out. First is was just the stress of the endless chores to clean up, then it was being chased down for the suspected murder of a god, then fighting a god and then an archon, she had forgotten how many times she had nearly died, failing to protect friends and comrade in war. She choked at the word ‘comrade,’ she wondered again were Ajax was. She could use him here now.

Venti just nodded squeezing her into a hug. “I know you are yet to feel it but your friends stand by you. If you like I can sing you a tune to make you feel better. I have a new one I’m composing. It’s only a rough draft though…”

“No, but thank you. Another time.” She said rubbing her eyes.

“Well I for one, think the work you are doing is super.”

She snorted, wiping her face. “Super?”

“Super.” He smiled. “You’re a super trooper.”

She laughed again at the absurdity.

He blinked at her leaning against the wall of the cart, “I’m sorry. I thought my head was clearing up but I guess I am still drunk.”

“Well, it is still early. There’s still time to sober you up.”

“No way, no thank’yuew. I am cold enough as it is.” Venti tugged the side of his cape closer to him.

She chuckled, leaning on his shoulder, she huffed away a sigh watching the moon dip lower in the horizon. Now that she thought about it, the moon was about to set.

“They’ve been gone for a while.” She sat up.

“We should go look for them. Venti suggested, he moved to sit up too but hissed sucking in a breath.

“Whoa are you okay?”

“Fine fine,” he breathed. “Just a little uh…”

“Nobody who has said they’re fine is ever actually fine.” Lumine said rolling her eyes.

“Speaking from experience?” He said.

She folded her arms. He couldn’t lie, not after she just poured out her heart.

“It’s just my gnosis, nothing serious.”

“What? That sounds incredibly serious! What’s happening?”

“There’s nothing to tell, I’ve already fixed the problem.” He said laughing a little too long.

But something was wrong. And it had been all day. Maybe he wasn’t outright lying but he wasn’t telling the truth either.

A small pop and Paimon reappeared. “Brr, Paimon thought you would off the mountain by now. What’s going on?” She quickly ascertained the situation between Venti laughing to himself and Lumine’s miffed expression, her arms still folded. “You don’t really want to interrogate him do you?!”

“I’m not going to torture him but I need him sensible enough to answer. He hasn’t been telling us the truth all day.” She said explaining the hand cramp excuse and the dramatic whirl winds.

“Paimon thought that was weird too. But he is the funniest Archon we’ve talked too so Paimon let it slide.”

But Lumine meant business. He protested as she picked him up, light as air, and knelt him down in the river bed his arms pinned behind his back.

“We’re sitting ducks anyway. This will be good for him.” Snatching the beret off his head she handed it to Paimon. “Here.”

“Oh Paimon can’t watch.” She dropped the hat and fled as quickly as she’d come.

She knelt down next to him ready to give him one last chance. “Hey!” She shouted to Venti, his head lulling back. “What are you hiding? This isn’t your usual drunk. Can someone who drinks as much as you get drunk?”

“HIDING? Hahaha noooo…. I’m right here.” He laughed.

“Suit yourself.” She only gave him a second to prepare as she grasped his collar and dunked his head in the river.

She pulled him up after a second, the cold rush hitting his face. He gasped, his braids dripping. He shook his head blinking the water away.

“Now. What did you call me earlier?”

“What?”

“You said I was super.”

He giggled. “Ehe super trooper…”

“Wrong answer.” She tipped him under one more time. Then once more when he laughed again.

“Wait Warrior! You’re a warri-”

She dunked his head a fourth time. Coming back up he could feel a frost forming on his nose and eyebrows.

“Ugh cold,” He said teeth chattering.

“So what will it be? Had enough?” She asked as he gasped.

“Alright, alright.” He gulped. “It’s my gnosis, or- where it used to be.”

She stopped, his hand was clenched over the center of his chest. “It’s hurting you isn’t it.” She slapped her forehead. “That’s why you’re drunk isn’t it.

“Ehe… No more than usual. It’s completely manageable.”

She raised an eyebrow folding her arms again.

“It is! I just feel a little-” not in pain… “a little sting sometimes. So… I take the edge off.”

“Venti.” She groaned. “Drinking away an illness caused by losing your gnosis away is NOT gonna solve anything.” She turned muttering, “Actually drinking isn’t a good way to solve any problem.”

“It’s worked so far.”

She made a face, “Doesn’t look like it’s working to me. Venti please, that's not a good way to cope-”

“Ehehe…”

“Venti! That’s not how this works.”

Venti’s eyes widened happily. “Oh now that is a good song.”

“That’s it,” She threw up her hands. “I guess we aren’t done sobering you up.”

“What why? I answered you.” He whined.

“I need to go up there and you aren’t coming, and you can’t defend yourself. In you go.”

She dunked him once again. He held his breath, and it was only a couple seconds but the sudden pressure made his chest feel like it would split open. He thrashed. Pulling him up he coughed. And coughed.

Concern crossed Lumine’s face. He needed air, but it wasn’t coming. He coughed his throat raw. She hadn’t meant to kill him. “Venti!”

“Stop.” He said weakly between coughs, each one tearing the spot widening the hole but he didn’t want her to worry. Lumine patted him on the back. An eternity later it stopped and he leaned against the wagon wheel.

“I’m sorry Venti.”

“No no,” he waved a hand. “You are a concerned friend. You were just doing what you thought was right.” He gasped weakly. He blinked the water from his eyes, the artificial sobriety flushing through his head.

“You alright? You look pale.”

“Well I was just drowned like a rat in a river. I’m freezing.” He squeezed water from a braid. Then blew a cold gust outward drying the rest of his hair. He couldn’t help but remember what Signora has said to him when she took his gnosis. The irony.

“I’ll be okay,” he said avoiding the word ‘fine.’ “You better go check on them.”

She nodded. It was getting late. Assuring herself she would be fast she dashed off.

He waited until she was gone before coughing again. But at least the cold was bringing a moment of clarity. Where were they? Oh right, Dragonspine.

Dragonspine. Vindagnyr.

A chill of needles crawled up his neck.

With his head clear he could tell Dvalin was right, something was wrong. There was a dark energy here. They can’t leave him here. Dvalin said it was serious. If only he had known how serious, if he flew off that would mean- No- They could all-

He didn’t want to think about it. The thought of it made his stomach churn. He had to warn them.

Standing up made his head swim, his knees shook. Clutching his shirt over the sore spot above his corset, he persisted. Then the ache sank from his chest to his stomach.

“Ulgh, not right now,” He told his stomach. A few more steps and his stomach rolled dangerously. No he told it again. His stomach gurgled squeamishly in response. Honestly he was surprised Lumine hadn’t heard it before while they were talking. Repeatedly being turned over into the river had done him no favors. (And surely it couldn’t be the alcohol coming back with a vengeance.) He groaned inwardly. He had never felt anything like this before. Not even when drinking, sure he had a lot but never a hang over and certainly not the- was it nausea?

He had to catch up, everyone was in danger. He took another step. It almost physically hurt but he took another. Each one sloshing the contents of his stomach, it was becoming impossible to ignore.

He hadn’t even made it a hundred paces before he had lean against a pine to settle the movement of his swirling stomach. His belly was now fully bloated and compressed too tightly against the walls of his corset. He tugged at it trying to rub away the ache, but if he looked down to take it off… Best to keep moving.

The corset was restricting his breathing. Letting out a sharp hiccup he swallowed hard. But the nearly escaped contents fought back. A sickening gurgle sounded, only worsening the cramps now radiating up through his torso. Archons the ache was unbearable. Sweat dripped down his paling face.

He needed to hurry but he was paralyzed. With one hand he clawed at the bark of the tree, with the other he gripped his chest clawing at the corset, trying to make more room. His stomach roiled angrily inside him. He swallowed thickly. He had to keep going. Taking a slow breath he stubbornly attempted another step but there was no denying it now. The over filled glass demanded to be empty. Now.

His stomach lurched. Panic rose as his face drained and so did his stomach into the snow. With one hand he undid the bow of his cape tearing it off so it wouldn’t be in the way as the vomit rose. When he was finally done he hiccuped he spitting the last of the slurry from his lips. Throwing up had done little to relieve the ache but at least the pressure had lessened.

Ugh, being human was truly terrible if this is what they have to deal with. Perhaps Diluc had a point about wine. The smell enough was nearly enough to lurch his stomach again but he resisted the urge.

“Yaw!”

This too? Forcing himself to turn he found hilichurls charing up the path. Clutching his cape he reached to summon his bow but nothing came. He must have dropped it. He couldn’t run and he couldn’t fight. He was trapped.

Lumine had hoped that jogging up the path would keep her warmer but oddly the wind sheer went right through her skin. The snowfall got thicker the further higher she climbed. Shivering she ducked for cover by lit torches and followed foot prints up the path, only running into a few hilichurls along the way, most of she was able to outrun. She stopped at the end of her trail where the snow had covered the tracks. She’d never find them in all this snow.

‘Seek a new perspective.’ Venti’s voice rang in her mind. That’s it, she climbed up the nearest sturdy pine looking around. She’d made decent time in the storm, already close to the Entombed City’s Ancient Palace.

A sharp yell across the mountain. Looking in the direction she could make out a figure dangling from a now crumbling platform of the Statue of the Seven, beneath their dangling legs a swarm of more hilichurls than Lumine had ever seen at one time was gathered beneath growling waiting for them to fall. Was that… Timaeus?!

“Hold on, we’re coming for you!” Diluc shouted but he and Jean were already locked in battle, struggling to hold off their own hoard of monsters charging up the path.

Albedo carefully laid on the ground so as not to break the path anymore. “Take my hand!” Albedo shouted laying flat he reached out.

“I can’t.” He cried out again looking below him more hilichurls below waiting for Timaeus to fall, a hand slipped. Albedo crouched and leapt to catch one of his hands, but missed and he fell.

“No!” Without hesitation Lumine leapt from her perch extending her glider catching him mid fall.

“Traveler?” Timaeus exclaimed.

Timaeus in arms she kicked several hilichurls out of the way to make room for their landing. Putting him down, Lumine drew her sword preparing to fight the hoard herself.

Thankfully that wouldn’t be necessary, a golden yellow flower summoned beneath their feet and they rose into the sky until they reached the platform. Hopping off the Geo summon they thanked him.

“Don’t thank me just yet.” He said drawing his sword facing the monsters behind. “We still have to get out of here- Duck!”

A flaming hawk passed over them as they did knocking the rest of the hilichurls off the path.

“Albedo! Complete the bridge to cross.”

He nodded placing his flower summon in the gap. Diluc reached an arm out to help everyone cross it like a stepping stone.

Jean came running back up the path. “Everyone okay? I found the others. They’re in Wyrmrest Valley.”

Albedo stopped. “Has anyone seen Sucrose?” Nobody responded. “I have to go find her.”

Kaeya came up the hill around the wall. He froze a hilichurl pushing it down the wind current tunnel in the center. “I heard that, I’ll go with you. There’s monsters everywhere.”

“I’m not going back there again. I’ll head back to the camp.” Timaeus said.

“You can’t go alone.” Diluc insisted.

“I know the way, if it hadn’t been for the swarm and the broken bridge I’d be down by now. You have reinforcements coming right? I’ll tell them where to go.”

Jean looked at Diluc. She nodded somewhat begrudgingly. “We’ll meet you in the Valley.”

Lumine interrupted. “Don’t- go straight to the bridge, you’ll see a cart stuck in the mud. I had to leave Venti there.”

“Venti-?” Timaeus scratched his head.

“Let’s go.” Jean split up.

“Sucrose went this way, she found some ruins, I think the monsters cornered her there when Timaeus slipped.” Albedo explained as they ran the other direction.

“What are the adventurers doing in Wyrmrest?” She asked. “And where are the other knights?”

“They tracked the monsters into an ambush.”

They came up to the ledge the large rib like rocks jutting out from the mountain side came into view. Sliding down they got closer and what they saw shook Lumine in a way she hadn’t for a long time. The area was normally overrun by Fatui was now intermingled with dozens of Abyss Mages. Wide eyes in shock searching the crowd she saw the Fatui prodding and leading a few of the knights into cages as well. So much for undercover.

The group deployed their gliders sliding to get closer.

“What have they doing here? And are they- working together?” Jean asked.

“I don’t know, but I do know if the Fatui and the Abyss have teamed up we’re all in grave danger. It looks like they’re doing something to the heart. See how the Abyss mages are protecting it? We need to get closer.” Diluc said.

“We don’t have the reinforcements for that. Diluc!” She whisper shouted after him as he quietly sliding down the rest of the mountain.

Lumine went after him. “Diluc!” He slid around the wall of the cave. Well, it was more of a hole into a cave. He dropped in. Helplessly she looked around, the only thing she could do was follow him.

Dropping in herself , warmth instantly flooded her body. The cave alight with red crystals and a strange beating crystal at the end. At least she recognized it from before. She had found it before with-

Poof! “You guys are taking forever. Paimon wants to know what’s going on-?”

“Shh!” She hissed covering Paimon’s mouth. Letting go she looked back at the heart. She was getting closer to the tunnel. The red light had a strange allure to it.

“What are we doing back in here?”

But Lumine was fixated on the glowing rock at the end of the tunnel. The strange beating was getting stronger. She always thought it was just just the wind or monsters deep inside the mountain but this thumping was steady- and getting stronger. She shook herself from her daze. Diluc was right, it was like a heart. Wait- where was Diluc?

A gasp broke the air from behind them. Lumine whirled around Diluc fell from a hydro bubble only for him to be enclosed in one again. He thrashed struggling to burst through. Had he been pinned like that the whole time? He would drown if he stayed like that for much longer. She raised her sword.

The Abyss Mage laughed launching a bubble in he direction. Dodging it she launched a lighting strike. The Abyss mage dodged easily but she wasn’t aiming for it. The bubble surrounding Diluc burst and he fell to his knees on the ground. He twitched as the electro charged water fell to his knees coughing.

“You okay?” Paimon asked.

“I could be worse.” He gasped standing slowly.

“Sorry, it’s the fastest way I know to burst those bubbles. Let’s get out of here.” She said.

“Hold on, we can’t have him alerting the camp we’re here.” Diluc took out his claymore, lighting it with Pyro he broke the shield knocking out the Abyss Mage.

“Good let’s get ou-” Lumine said to Paimon but suddenly the pixie was gone too. “Paimon?!” She shouted a bit too loudly. Running out of the cave she ran straight into a tall blue Fatui who laughed.

“This what you’re looking for?” He said holding up Paimon by her cape.

“Paimon is not a ‘what,’ you nasty Fatui! Let Paimon go!” She thrashed so much Lumine thought he might but he only did when Paimon bit him. Growling he let her go and swatted her into Lumine’s arms.

She checked on Paimon and told her to leave but Paimon righted herself.

“Paimon’s not going anywhere, we are gonna beat the snot out of this guy.”

“What did you say?” The Fatui said. A couple more appearing behind him.

Lumine slid a foot back raising her sword. “You heard her-.” From the corner of her eye she could see Jean motioning to keep quiet and opening cages for knights and adventurers. Just a couple more minutes. They couldn’t start a fight.

“Hey- uh, actually? You don’t suppose you could just forget you saw us here right?” Lumine asked lower

Diluc looked at her out the corner of his eye. And together they took off running down the ravine towards the mountains edge.

“Hey wait for Paimon!”

They ran until they were just outside the camp alerting the Abyss mages. Several elemental blasts flew past their heads along with a few geo gunshots from Fatui. At the bottom of the hill Diluc suddenly stopped. He slid to one knee turning around. Lumine jumped leaping off his knee into the air turning around she released a lighting slash that burst the bubbles, spinning around she released a tornado that Diluc filled with pyro energy to scoop up the mages. Falling back she landed heavily she used her sword to stop herself from sliding. Getting back up they stood back to back as the fatui came up over the hill, launching into battle. Lumine noticed she recognized many of of Diluc’s moves, a hybrid of his time with the Knights and Fatui though he would never admit it. She’d have to ask for pointers later.

Taking out the last Abyss mage, they hoped the rest were taking post further out. They ran back to go check on the knights.

Coming back to the camp it was suddenly deserted.

“Wow,” Lumine remarked trying to catch her breath. “The Knights sure made quick work of all of those-”

Then they saw Jean lying on the ground.

“Jean!” Diluc cried.

“Don’t! It’s trap!” She groaned trying to sit up.

The air around them filled with static as an Abyss mages appeared on either side of them. Jean muffled a scream and she went limp.

“We have to help them!” Adler shouted. Raising his sword he charged forward.

“No wait-!” Lumine put up a hand eyes wide. Electro rings pulsed outwards hitting him square in the chest. They pounded at the shields uselessly, nothing was working. The stood there, the electro energy shocking him for one, two, five seconds, Adler collapsed. Lumine screamed.

“Adler!” Jean cried. Some of the knights moved to go forward. “No- retreat! Get the Adventurers out of here! We’ll hold them off!”

The knights looked hesitant but did retreat down the mountain.

Lumine could feel the sizzling electro in the air in her veins, her limbs growing stiff and tired from the frost. Abyss mages laughed. Finally Diluc broke through, exploding the electro rings pushing them apart. Steam from the snow erupted into the air. Giving Lumine time to distract and burst the other. The Abyss Mages worked fast already dancing in a circle of electro orbs. Ready to finish this Lumine raised her arm to charge a Windblade- right as Diluc unleashed a hawk.

The elements collided and the eruption shook the mountain, blasting them backwards. Diluc flew backwards into a tree near Jean.

Lumine fell through the smoke into the hole, into the cave. Anemo energy swirled the pyro and electro in the cave.

Paimon yelped flying down to her. “Traveler!” She grabbed her shoulder shaking it. No response. “Lumine!” She brushed some snow from her face. “Wake up! Please!” Some of the snow seemed to turn into Dandelion fluff. Her eyes fluttered opened, she groaned rubbing the back of her head.

Where was she? Dragonspine.

The mountain rumbled. The steady beat from before pulsed. Bah- thump, bah- THUMP.

It rattled her lungs. The crimson crystals shook loose from their places, three roots flared with red energy, the fading swirling elements seemed to dissipate inside. The heart like rock lit up with a blinding light. Her vision tilted, seeing double, it was so cold now. Dark smoke clouded the light. The smoke seemed to congeal into- a figure? Lumine blinked looking away. The figure smiled.

It smiled at her.

A shiver crawled up her neck and she scrambling backwards. The figure approached, the heart beat grew louder. As it grew close it reached out an empty hand. She’d lost her blade. She flinched away. The monster hesitated cackling it sailed away in a cloud of smoke as it came, sailing over head.

Lumine gasped out a sigh. She rubbed her shoulders. So… cold. Her head was still spinning.

Picking up her sword she froze, another figure ran past the cave entrance, darting into the trees. A blond figure. She stumbled back then charged forward. She scrambled up the rocks. A white cape disappeared behind the jutting rocks. It couldn’t be- but if the Abyss is here-

“Lumine! Are you okay?” Paimon gushed.

“I saw him.” She said shocked.

“Wha-?”

Diluc came up asking the same question but she ignored him.

“I saw- my brother!” She yelled. She had to to- she had to stay. She looked at them helplessly.

“You saw-?” Diluc started. “We’ve got this covered, go!”

That’s all she needed. She charged into the dense rock and forest. She ran faster than she ever had before. Frost built up in the corners of her vision. Her head ached. But still she gave chase.

“Aether-!” She cried.

The trees and rocks were blurring together. She shivered. Her muscles stiffened. A blond streak came into view spurring her onward up the mountain. There was no pathway here, the snow grew thicker and she slid to her knees on the ice, scraping them. It was colder up here. She tossing away the sword. A new perspective. Hugging herself she clambered up the nearest pine, her arms and legs filled with pins and needles. Near the top her hands had lost feeling. She was so close, she almost slipped but determined she held on pulling herself up. She frantically searching the barren grey and white landscape but he had disappeared.

“Aether!” She yelled into the wind. “Aeth-!”

Her cry was cut off, her yelling had spooked a hilichurl. It shot a cryo charged arrow whooshed passed her face. Gasping she leaned back too far, she lost her grip falling and breaking every branch as she fell to the ground of powder snow.

Rolling over she groaned. “Aether…”

He disappeared into the blizzard.

No-. Her vision spotted black. Nonono. She tried to stand her shoulders shook, exhausted she fell. Her whole body was numb. He vision tilted. Footsteps crunched in the snow. Something was coming and she couldn’t move. Get up she told herself. She wouldn’t die at the hands of hilichurls, not today. Who would take care of Paimon? And everyone and… So tired… Had it always been this cold…

A red mask was the last thing she saw before her vision went dark.

Diluc went to help Jean but found her kneeling on the ground crouched over Adler.

She shook him calling his name but no answer. She searched for a pulse in his wrist, her eyes widened. Panicked she stripped off his chest plate, she put an ear to his chest listening closely. She looked up at Diluc urgency in her eyes.

“He’s barely breathing, we need to get him off the mountain immediately.”

“I can carry him.” He reached out.

“Good.”

“Careful now,” a voice said Kaeya helped Sucrose step over some rocks sliding down by them.

“Oh good you two are okay.” Jean gushed. “Wait- Sucrose, you’re hurt.”

“Oh uh,” she blushed, cradling her wrist. “It’s a long story, but I’m sure I’ll be fine after your Dandelion breeze.”

“Yes…Where is Albedo?”

“Not sure,” Kaeya said. “He said he saw something that he took off up the mountain. What happened to Adler?”

“We were attacked by Abyss Mages, we’ll explain on the way.”

“Where are they? I bet I can take ‘em.” Kaeya said.

“Are all the knights this foolhardy?” Diluc said. He locked eyes with Jean. “Sorry.”

“Yes.” She said firmly. “And it’s kept us all safe. Including you. Alright, we can’t wait for them, The Fatui and Abyss could regroup any minute.”

Flanking together with Sucrose in the middle, Diluc carrying unconscious Adler behind, they muddled their way down towards the cart.

At the bottom they found more monsters, forcing a path through they looked to the cart.

Panicked Jean scoured the landscape. They left him alone for too long- oh Archons.

“Yoohoo! Up here! ” Venti said from the top of a tree. “Boy am I relieved to see someone that doesn’t want to growl or hit me.” He said and launched an arrow at a hilichurl at the foot of the tree. Jean released a Dandelion field clearing the last of them. Venti let out a sigh.

“What are you doing up there?” Jean asked.

“And is that a harp?” Sucrose asked.

“Ehe. Yeah it seems I misplaced my bow.” He fired an arrow with the lyre at a stray hilichurl.

“You Tone Deaf Bard. How do you even do that?” Paimon groaned.

“Can I get some help down?”

Jean and Sucrose teamed up to create a soft wind current and Venti leapt down. Regaining his bearings he looked around.

“Where’s Lumine? I thought she was with you?”

“She had something to take care of. She’ll meet us down.” Diluc said.

“What if she’s in trouble?”

The group shared a glance. That couldn’t happen, this was the Traveler they were talking about. Unless…

A soft rustle in the trees got everyones attention. A blond head emerged but not who they expected.

“Hello everyone, so kind of you to wait for me.” Albedo said.

“Have you seen Lumine?” Paimon asked a rush of worry. She had been trying to keep quiet and calm, she knew that’s what Lumine would want but now that she wasn’t here she really didn’t know how to do that.

“I’m sorry. I haven’t, I thought I saw her on the mountain chasing something but I-”

“Shh.” Kaeya said raising up a hand to quiet the group. “Something is behind the cart.” The group held their breath as he crouched to investigate, creeping forward he readied his sword. “It’s the Traveler!”

“What?!” Shocked they rushed to see. Lumine lay unconscious on the ground.

Chapter Text

“Lumine…” A voice echoed in the blackness, she shivered. “Traveler… It’s time to wake up.”

Lumine opened her eyes groggily. She found herself neatly tucked into a down bed. Her boots laid neatly on the floor, even cleaned of the mud from the river. Sitting up slowly she found the voice she heard was Albedo, he carried a bowl in one hand.

“Oh good, we were getting worried.” He said.

“Where am I?” She rubbed the back of her head.

“The Dawn Winery. We found you passed out next to the cart from the cold. The way outside the camp and the road back to Mond was too overrun by monsters so Master Diluc offered shelter here. How do you feel?”

“The cart? How did I get there?” She couldn’t remember, she barely remembered passing out. She must have hit her head harder than she thought. She dragged a hand down face with a hand exhaling slowly. “Ugh, feels like I fell off a cliff.”

“Sounds about right. Thankfully you didn’t sustain any serious injuries, though you might have a goose egg on your head for a while.” He said. “Paimon was almost in hysterics when you didn’t wake up right away. And don’t worry she’s fine, just eating breakfast downstairs.”

Lumine sighed relieved. “How long was I out?”

“A couple of hours.” Albedo lifted a bowl. “You should eat too, it’s been a long night and I’m sure you must be famished.”

Holding out the bowl of Goulash, Lumine made a face and her stomach squirmed. “No thanks, if I eat right now I think I’ll be sick.”

“I understand but don’t go too much longer, at least have a few bites. It’s possible your tummy hurts because it’s been empty for too long.”

She blinked at him a couple times with a blank stare.

Albedo paused, “Sorry,” he set the bowl on the bedside table next to a glass of water. “I suppose I have this conversation more than I realize with Klee. I didn’t mean anything by it.”

She rubbed the sore spot. Some of her hair fell out of place. Her eyes shot open wide remembered why she ran off in the first place. She sat up alarmed trying to get out of bed.

“Wait, calm down. Don’t strain yourself.” He said his tone gentle, he put a hand on her shoulder easing her back down.

“You don’t understand I have to get back up there.”

“I think I understand more than you know. If my hypothesis is correct I believe the reason you were up there was because of me.”

She stopped fighting, “Because of you?”

“I’m afraid the one you were chasing was me.”

Lumine was dumbfounded, “Chasing you? But I saw- oh no.” Albedo smiled understanding as realization dawned on her. His blond hair, his white lab coat. Tearrs welled in her eyes, she looked away so he wouldn’t see, willing them to disperse.

“I’m afraid so. The others filled me in. Between the blast and the sheer cold, your senses may have been clouded. I’m sorry. If you don’t mind, can I ask who you thought I was?”

Lumine rubbed her eyes. “It’s not important. Wait- why were you up there?”

“Originally the other Alchemists and I were there studying the ancient civilization of Sal Vindagnyr. Vindagnyr was the name of Dragonspine before the Cataclysm roughly 500 years ago. Unfortunately our search hit a halt when we found a mechanism to a hidden door not far from the city ruins. The Leylines are strongest in the center of the city. We hoped to amplify their memories, but we only needed to get inside a sealed domain. But try as we may we were never able to open the door. But today we found it was open. It’s a shame monsters chased us away before we had the chance to properly investigate. It remains a mystery how it opened in the first place.”

“Oh… I may have… opened it on one of my adventures with Paimon.”

He gawked, closing his mouth. “You never cease to amaze me. We’ve spent months trying to get inside.”

“But wait. You and Kaeya saved Sucrose. If it was you I was chasing- why were you running up the mountain?”

“I- I don’t want to alarm anyone. I thought I saw… Myself.”

Her eyes widened. “Is your whopper flower doppelgänger back?”

“That’s what I was afraid of. I sensed another presence on the mountain. So I decided to investigate. But between the monsters and Fatui I didn’t get far.” He said his gaze growing distant.

“Then we have to go check it out.”

“Traveler.” Albedo scolded lightly. “The whole company is exhausted, I think it would be in yours and everyone’s best interest to get some rest first.”

“But if he’s out there-”

“Then he will stay on the mountain. We’ll gather more resources and storm the mountain later.” He stood up as if that were final. Opening the door he poked his head back in. “Make sure you eat. Someone will be in later.”

The door closed and Lumine sighed. She picked up the soup again sniffing it, her stomach rolled a bit and she frowned. She couldn’t be getting sick now.

It didn’t matter anyway. Tears threatened her again. She shook herself. No- it couldn’t be true. She knew what she saw, Aether was out there. She just had to find him.

Before she could think about moving a knock came and she looked at the door but then the window rattled. She reached to summon her sword but saw it laid against the wall. She silently cursed them. The window burst open.

“Don’t shoot.” A familiar voice said. Pushing apart the curtains, a tall red head pushed his way through. He smiled, brushing water from his hair. “Hey Girlie.”

“Childe- it’s you.”

“That’s Ajax to you. Ugh, I thought he would never leave.” He nodded at the door but paused, noticing her arm pulled back. “Were you planning to attack me with a bowl of soup?”

She set the bowl in her lap. For a moment they just stared at each other.

Tartaglia chuckled. “What? You so excited to see me you forgot how to talk?”

“I haven’t heard from you in weeks then you show up through a window and you say ‘Hey Girlie?’ Who do you take me for?”

“My girlfriend.” He answered proudly.

She rolled her eyes setting the soup on a bedside table with a thud.

He laughed. “You walked into that one. Listen, I’m sorry I couldn’t reach out. Things came up with the Harbingers and involving you would have been dangerous.”

“When have I ever shied away from danger?”

He smiled, “Never.” It’s one of the things he loved about her the most. She still didn’t look at him. His smile faded. “Can I sit?” She shrugged and he sat on the foot of the bed.

“You going to tell me what’s going on?” She asked.

“You know the deal.” He groaned.

She did, it was even her idea. He’d spy on the Fatui and report to her and the other Harbingers would remain none the wiser. Still Tartaglia couldn’t share everything.

“So you’ve been in Mondstadt all this time?” She started.

“Yeah I had a suspicious blonde Traveler I was asked to keep an eye on.” He winked.

“You were supposed to meet me at the docks in Liyue.” She said.

No banter at all today? Something must be wrong. Childe turned to face her, growing more serious. “I know and I’m sorry. I was hiking.”

Lumine rolled her eyes at the use of Fatui secret code. “Your fellow countrymen making you wash the dishes?”

He smirked. “Aw so you do remember. No nothing so bold.”

“Ditching me is to ‘hiking’ is pretty bold.”

“You know I can’t tell you the private affairs of the Fatui.”

She folded her arms.

“The 6th Harbinger, Scaramouche took a gnosis. It seems he’s on the run.”

“The Electro Archon’s gnosis, I know.”

“You-?”

“I was there. He tried to kill me.”

“He-” His eyes widened.

“I should be dead, right. That’s what everyone tells me. But after I passed out Yae Miko cut a deal and he let me go. Apparently the gnosis was part of the exchange.” Lumine looked away shaking her head.

He clenched his left fist, he took her hand with his right. “Now I know why he’s on the run, it’s all he can do because when I get my hands on him” He muttered. “After he took the gnosis we lost all contact with him. Now comes the task of trying to hunt it down and get it back. I actually don’t mind it, means I get to travel all over and run into you along the way.” He playfully then noticed Lumine’s far away expression. He tilted his head trying to track her gaze. “Hey, how are you holding up?”

“I’m fine.” She scoffed.

“I mean after your fall, how’s your head?”

“You mean after the fight? Wait-” Her eyes widened. “Why are you in Mond? Specifically, Dragonspine? That wasn’t your camp, was it?”

“No. Fatui don’t normally congregate in large camps. Which is why it caught my attention.”

“Your search brought you here.” The crimson red mask caught her attention. “It was you. You saved me.”

He grinned. “You’re welcome.” He said but she sat up suddenly, “Whoa easy you fell from a tree remember-”

She grabbed his jacket pulling him close. “Did you see anyone else on the mountain?” She said tightening her grasp on his hand.

“You mean the alchemist you were just talking to?”

Her heart sank, she let go leaning back. It couldn’t be. She saw Aether. It had to be. But it wasn’t. Even Childe had seen it.

“Traveler?”

There was no fighting the tears now. Two trails slid down her face.

“Lumine.”

Her lip trembled and she snapped it shut.

Tartaglia slid closer pulling her into a hug. She buried her face in his shoulder fighting the sobs.

“I’m sorry.” She mumbled.

“Don’t be. You thought you saw your brother, didn’t you?” He said his tone quiet.

She was silent. Another sob escaped her. “I can’t believe this. I let sheer cold get to me and I hallucinated the whole thing.”

“Hey,” He said pulling her back so she would meet his gaze. He brushed stray hairs from her tear stained face. “You’re going to find him.”

“I’ve been through 3 nations and I am still no closer-”

“And there are still 4 more-”

“What if he doesn’t want to be found? What if he’s avoiding me?” She rambled.

“Whoa hey-”

“All of this is a waste of time.”

“Lumine.” He insisted. “The sheer cold clouded your mind, it’s normal. Tt happens to the best of us. But I am not going to sit here and watch you beat yourself up over something that wasn’t your fault. Which reminds me- it’s been a while since we had our last sparring session.” He tapped her nose. It was so unexpected a chuckle escaped her.

“There she is. No more wallowing, you hear? I can guess that this has been going on for a while now, am I right? You’ve put in your time to wallow. Now it’s behind you. Alright?”

No answer.

“It hurts I know. It’s not quite the same but I miss my family everyday and I just have to keep reminding myself that I’ll see them again soon. You will too. You can’t go beating yourself up for not having any clues yet. Teyvat is huge.”

She nodded slowly.

“Good. Besides. You have a Harbinger on your side. How many people do you know can say that? We’ll come up with something together.” He smiled and cupped her cheeks in his gloved hands, brushing away the tears with his thumbs.

Her gaze softened. “Thank you.” She breathed.

“After all, between the two of us there’s nothing to be afraid of-”

The door opened and Tartaglia dove to the floor. He hit the floor so fast Lumine was positive whoever was on the other side heard him. She froze, not really sure how to act natural in this situation.

Albedo stepped inside. “Traveler? Everything alright?”

“Hmm? Why wouldn’t it be? I was just uh…” She caught Childe’s eye, he flicked his gaze towards the door. Only half under the bed there was nowhere to go. “Resting! I was just doing nothing like you recommended.”

“Aw. That’s good. The I won’t disturb you further. I just thought I heard voices.”

“Aw-haha.” Lumine said. “Not sure why you would think that. Maybe it was whoever is next door?” Nailed it.

“I can check but it should just be Venti resting next door.” Albedo affirmed.

“Wait what happened to Venti?”

“He was still drunk when we got back. I heard he was sick a couple of times by the time we arrived at the winery.”

“Sick? Is he okay?” She asked. Can gods get sick? She’d never heard anything like that before.

“He should be alright once he sleeps it off. He was more concerned about you actually.” He inclined his head at her meaningfully. She turned her head to see what he was nodding at and Venti’s cape slipped off her shoulders. She mistook it for a blanket.

“I’ll be in to check on him soon.”

“I’ll tell him thank you, you just keep resting.” Before he closed the door Lumine called out asking about everyone else. “They’re either asleep or downstairs. Jean and Diluc insisted on keeping watch.” She thanked him and he Childe got up as soon as the door closed.

“Not afraid of anything huh?” She teased.

Tartaglia ignored the comment. Instead he said, “I didn’t want to ask about the cape buuuut… Who is Venti?” He said brushing himself off.

“You’re not jealous are you?” She smirked.

“Of course.” He said. “As if that were even a question.”

“It belongs to a friend. He was being nice.”

“I’m nice.”

“I know.” She smiled. “When you aren’t trying to kill me.”

“Listen,” He pointed at her. “I apologized for that.”

“And you will be apologizing for the rest of your life.” She smirked at him.

“Then maybe I’m going to have a little ‘chat’ with this friend of yours.”

“I wouldn’t. He’d never fight you anyway.” She explained why there were on the mountain and about the Leylines. She didn’t tell him Venti was a god, but she did imply he was a wind spirit.

“Fair enough. I’ll keep an eye out for strange Leyline activity then Oh- is that Goulash.” He pointed at the bowl on the bedside table. “At least Mondstadters know how to handle the cold. That’s a great remedy for being out in the cold. Better eat it before it gets cold.”

“I can’t. I’m sick.”

Concern crossed his face. Scooting closer he bit the middle finger of his glove pulling it off. He laid a hand on her forhead.

“Not that kind of sick. But you’re cute when you worry.” Lumine teased.

“Sure, when was the last time you ate?” Childe asked ignoring that comment.

This again. “A few hours ago.” She insisted. “I had a sunsettia.”

“And before that? Liquids don’t count.”

She was silent. She tried to remember, apparently she took too long.

“Well it’s no wonder you feel sick.” He sat back down. “At least sip some of the broth.”

“You are not feeding me.”

“I wouldn’t dare unless you were on the brink of death. Here.” The vision at his hip lit up as Tartaglia lifted the broth from leaving the stewed vegetables in the bowl. He hovered the liquid in the air for a moment. “The only person I’ve ever hand fed was probably my brother Tuecer when he was a baby.”

Taking the water cup he flowed the broth inside, he held out the glass. “There, that should settle your stomach.”

“I don’t need-”

“Drink it.” Tartaglia said firmly, putting the cup in her hand.

She rolled her eyes he watched her take a few careful sip.

“You’ve got to take better care yourself on the road.”

“Forgive me if I don’t always get to because I’m too busy saving everyone else.” She snarked.

“Mmm. Keep in mind who it was that saved you this time.”

“After you tried to kill me-”

“I swear to the Archons- If you’re going to keep bringing that up-”

“I’m kidding!”

“I’m not!” He said. Lumine stopped. “You can’t go around self sacrificing. A lot of people care about you. And I can’t always be there to s
ave you… as much as I would like.”

They froze hearing footsteps outside but they disappeared down the stairs.

“You better hurry before he comes back.” Lumine said. Tartaglia moved to go but Lumine reached out her right hand grabbed his to stop him. “Thank you- for coming. And rescuing me. I- I’ve missed you.”

“Only for you, Girlie.” He grinned. “I promise when you come to Snezhnaya I’ll make you some Borscht, and you can see what a real soup tastes like. But you have to take care of yourself until then. Deal?”

“Deal.” She smiled back, she squeezed his hand before letting go.

“I better hurry, that snow storm is getting worse.” Childe said buttoning up a little more.

“Snow? It doesn’t snow in Mond.”

“It is now. Or it will be soon. It’s more like sleet for now. You know, rain and snow together. But just wait. All Snezhnayans can recognize a coming snow storm. Sleet always turns into snow.”

“Wait-”

Pushing open the window the cold draft burst in and he was gone. Before she could get up and see for herself the window was closed. The window was a stained glass, she would have to see for herself.

Legs protesting she grabbed her boots and headed downstairs. From the balcony she could see most of the company was still awake. First aid supplies was laid across the table. Many of them waved as she headed outside. It was raining. She stuck her hand out. It was a cold rain but it was still rain.

“Pfft. Snow in Mondstadt.” She mumbled. Childe was the one that needed his head examined.

Ducking back inside a screech of “TRAVELER!” came from across the room and Lumine suddenly blind sided. She nearly fell over, who knew being accosted by a Pixie could be so winding. “Don’t ever do that again! Are you okay?? What happened!” Paimon demanded.

Lumine assured her she was fine and told her she didn’t know but promised to tell her about the details of a ‘certain hiker’, which Paimon seemed to understand.

When Paimon was done freaking out they noticed Sucrose getting her arm wrapped by one of the Knights. They waved and Sucrose looked up.

“Oh Traveler! Are you feeling alright? You had us worried.”

“I am. What about you, how’s your arm?”

Sucrose blushed looking away. “I’m fine really, it was a silly accident.”

“Where’s Jean? Can’t she help?”

“Oh she’s resting, she said she was too tired and didn’t have the energy to use her Dandelion breeze. So I’ll have to wait until we get back to Mond to visit the Cathedral.”

“You should have used your vision. I can give you some defense tips sometime.”

“Thank you Traveler. But that’s the odd part. I tried.”

Lumine raised an eyebrow.

“What do you tried?” Paimon asked.

“I’ve always considered my vision as a tool and it’s always been reliable. But this time… Nothing happened.”

“What do you mean?”

“I went to defend myself and I was able to for some time but this time there was no response. I tried everything I knew how but it’s glow faded for a moment and a hilichurl swung a club at me… It was so strange. I would have been a goner if Albedo and Kaeya hadn’t found me.”

Lumine expression grew serious and her eye drifted towards Venti’s room. What was really going on?

“That’s so scary! Why would it do that?” Paimon gasped.

“At least you’re safe now.” Lumine said.

“Thanks. I have no idea, but when I get back to my lab I’ll run some experiments. I’m sure there was a reason it failed. Perhaps I’ve been too reliant on it and I exhausted some of its power. Or perhaps the leyline flow was interfering with it.”

She was still coming up with theories when Jean came up behind.

“Glad to see you awake.” She said.

“You too. Do you have a minute?” Lumine asked.

“You had us all worried.” Jean said. “How did you make it down to the cart?”

“I’m not sure.” Lumine lied. “Anyway I didn’t want to talk about me. I just wanted to ask about the fight. Did anything- odd happen?”

“Was it that obvious?”

Not sure what she meant she held a straight face.

“I knew it. Sucrose has been talking about how her vision flickered. The only reason I got hit was because that happened to me as well. With so many Abyss Mages I had to blow them away to make space for myself to fight and distance for the others to escape but- it failed. Well… I didn’t want to worry anyone.” Jean said uncharacteristically she nervously ran her fingers through her hair. “I just got lucky that whatever I had was enough to heal you. After that explosion and you fell I wasn’t sure if you’d get up.”

“Yeah Paimon was so scared. Paimon did see dandelion seeds.”

“Thanks.” She told Jean. “But you’re okay? Sucrose said you were too tired.”

“I had to say something. I just know there’s not enough power. So I bought some time.”

“Her theory is that the Leylines are interfering with them.” Paimon said.

“That does sound plausible.” Jean said raising a hand to her chin.”

Diluc opened the front door, tossing wet hair he came up to them. “How are you both feeling?

Lumine suppressed some annoyance at how many times she’d been asked that in the last hour. But not well. “We’re all dandy we were just talking about-”

“Nothing!” Jean blurted. Lumine shut her mouth. Diluc looked suspiciously between the two of them before Jean spoke again. “We were actually discussing Venti. There has to be more going on. I didn’t think Leylines could have such an effect on the Archon. We should talk to him when he wakes up.”

“Aw. Well it’s been some time, I’m sure he’s had enough time to sleep it off. I say we should check on him.” Diluc said.

The group headed up the stairs, Paimon floated ahead. As they got to the door Paimon called out to him. “Wakey wakey sleepy head! Hope you’re all sobered up now, because we’ve put up with a lot of nonsense from you today. And we have some questions-” Diluc pushed open the door and the group gasped. The room was empty.

“Where is he?” Paimon asked.

“I tucked him in here myself. He should be here.” Diluc said. It was true, the bedsheets were stirred from where Venti had been tucked in but it was empty now. Even the fire was out. A cold gust of wind drew their attention to the window.

“You don’t think he-” Jean started.

“I absolutely do.” Diluc finished.

“He’s gone to take care of the Leylines by himself.” Lumine said her eyes growing wide.

“In this storm? With that many monsters? By HIMSELF? Is he crazy?” Paimon cried.

“We need to go after him.” Lumine said shutting the window,

Venti trudged through the snow, he should be freezing instead sweat poured down his rosy cheeks. How had he gotten this far? He must have taken a wrong turn getting to- to where? It was getting difficult to see. The icey wind ripped through him, taking his hat with it. He reached for it but it was a lost cause. He wished he had his cape at the least.
Windrise. It had to be here somewhere. He turned around. It had to be more north? If he couldn’t see the tree then he could at least get to the leylines. A pang shot through his chest, he clawed at his chest. He took a step but something snapped. Wind rushed outwards from him him in every direction, extending for miles. The snow stilled stopping completely.
But Venti didn’t notice. His legs shook. Stars passed though his vision and he sank to his knees, collapsing in the snow.

Somewhere on the mountain that’s all it took. The burst of wind shifted the Leylines with a stunning and powerful force The dark apparition laughed.
“Raise my friend.”
The sky grew dark, the dragons roar split the mountain.

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The four of them tore down the stairs. Lumine snagged Venti’s cape along the way.

“Hold on wait for Paimon. It’s been a looong day.” She said starting to droop a little. Lumine scooped her up so she wasn’t floating so close to the floor.

“You know, you don’t have to come, you can take a rest if you need it.” Lumine offered.

“Well… Paimon is kind of tired. Okay but don’t you all take too long either.” She yawned and disappeared.

“There should be supplies in the cellar.” Diluc said, he had his hand on the door when Kaeya stopped them.

“Where is everyone going in such a hurry?” He asked.

“We shouldn’t be long, there’s- just something we need to check on.”

“Actually Acting Grand Master, do you have a moment?” He asked.

“Can’t it wait? We’ll be back soon.”

“It really can’t. We need the Acting Grand Master.” Kaeya said his tone more sober than Lumine had ever heard it before.

Jean looked a mix of confusion and concern. He never called her by her title, at least not in earnest. “What is it?”

“It’s about Adler.”

Lumine’s heart sank, her mind flashing back to the fight. The horror and agony on his face before he collapsed.

“He- He’s gone.”

Jean covered her mouth.

“He passed once we got back to Mondstadt. He was having trouble breathing. We brought him to the Sisters but they said it was too late.” A tear welled in his eye.

Jean instinctively pulled him into a hug.

Lumine and Diluc stood silently eyeing the ground.

“Thank you, you did all you could.” Jean assured him.

Kaeya growled clearing his throat wiping the tears from his eye. “We could use your direction on how to proceed.” He said, his usual sultry tone now monotone and dry. Lumine’s gaze fell to the floor.

She swallowed attempting to keep her own voice in check. “Have you and your party had time to rest?”

“The others are resting now. But I am ready for duty.” Kaeya said his voice firm.

Lumine noted that wasn’t what Jean asked. But really who could rest after the night they had been through.

“If you’re sure. Then can I entrust you to inform Adler’s family and loved ones? I will oversee the proceedings, they will be held as soon as we can clear up these Ley Lines.”

“I’ll help. The Sister’s will know what to do, so it won’t take long.” He said.

“Thank you. With any luck we’ll be back soon and we’ll meet you at Headquarters.”

Silently they saluted. Lumine noticed Kaeya and Diluc stare for a moment before they parted ways in the rain.

“Venti!” They cried moving faster.

“His footprints go this way.” Diluc said.

“Is it getting colder?” Lumine asked. The heavy rain was sinking into her eyes she could hardly tell how far away the mountain was but it soon thickened into snow. Diluc handed over his cloak to Jean who handed it to Lumine.

It was really coming down. No lightning yet. But they absolved he must have been heading for the tree but they were only met with a set of muddy footprints to follow that lead in the opposite direction. They called Venti’s name as they went hoping for some kind of sign.

Jean called Venti’s name again but caught Lumine’s who looked away shortly when she did.

“You alright, Traveler?” She asked.

She brushed her her wet bangs from her eyes. “If I answer that now you will be getting a sarcastic comment, so what do you really want?”

“Then what I mean to ask is are you angry with me?”

Jean caught hesitation in her tone before she said no.

“It’s okay if you are. Is this about Watch Duty earlier?”

Lumine pursed her lips.

“I know. It’s not your usual expertise. The word on the wind is that you worked your way through the military ranks of Inazuma.”

She nodded remembering her time as Captain of Swordfish II.

“No small feat. That only affirms my choice even more. With all that’s happened you understand how important it was that I had someone I could trust keep an eye on Mondstadt’s Archon.”

She stiffened but relaxed again. So that’s all it was. She mumbled an apology which Jean quickly accepted.

“No you don’t get it. If I hadn’t left him then maybe we wouldn’t be here.”

“If you hadn’t then it’s likely more of us would have died.” She grew quite. Lumine nodded. But they would have to grieve later.

“I found something!” Diluc cried from up ahead. Catching up to him he held up a beret with a cut Cecilia on it. “He was definitely here.”

A sonic boom shook the sky. A great rush of wind emanating from the sound, it seemed to extend for miles, creating a wall of wind, rain and other debris. Diluc grabbed the girls under each arm and they hit the dirt. When the rush passed over them, when they stood the rain stilled from a moment but then seemed to stop.

“That came from Dragonspine.” Jean observed.

Lumine cleared the water from her eyes looking at the mountain in the horizon. “How much do you want to bet that was him?”

“Only one way to find out.” Diluc said.

Venti’s eyes fluttered open, his face plastered with snow as he struggled to remember what happened. He had been walking… Well- trudging through the snow. Snow? He should be close. Well- he should be resting. He wished he were, but at this point he couldn’t even sleep in peace. Any more ‘outbursts and he would have caused a scene. He nearly set the winery on fire from the last one. His dreams had become something of a nightmare, we woke up the the swirling heat of a hurricane licking at the fireplace. He had nearly cried out for help. Thankfully willing himself to be calm the swirls had snuffed out the blaze instead of spreading it. He nearly burned down the entire building. His chest burned and in the end he decided it was best to protect others around him. This had to come to an end so he risked a small breeze and slid out the window. He was nearly caught by another soldier with red hair, but they thankfully went opposite directions.

He sat up, determined to keep going. He should be freezing instead sweat poured down his flushed cheeks. His knees shook. Stars passed though his vision but he forced himself to rise.

How much farther was it to the Leylines? He must have taken a wrong turn getting to-

To where?

The mist from the rain had turned to snow making it difficult to see. He had to be getting close. The icy wind ripped through him, taking his hat with it. He reached for it but it was a lost cause. He wished he had his cape at the least. He had to fix the Leylines, that would hopefully stop the storm. But he was so tired. Maybe there was time for a quick stop. Windrise had to be here somewhere. The rain was thickening into snow. Squinting through the horizon he couldn’t see more than a few meters. He must have missed it.

The mist thickened swirling blue and gold as the leylines pulsed.

“Hello Venti.” A voice echoed on the wind.

Recognition shot through him like an arrow to the heart. It was the voice that gave him that name. He turned and there he was, a friend he hadn’t seen in over two millennia.

“Good to see you, friend.” His friend said smiling wide. His grin. A perfect reflection of his own. Every detail still perfectly preserved, like something out of his dreams. But Venti would recognize him anywhere. They say eyes are the windows to the soul, he remembered. The eyes were the only detail that Venti couldn’t replicate. The boy pushed his dark hair from his face.

“Wanna play with me?” He friend said holding up out his lyre to him. Venti reached to take it from him he disappeared.

“Wait!” He reached out but stumbled catching only empty air.

“Venti!” The voice called playfully. He appeared again but this time it was from farther behind. Turning he found his friend upside down in a pine tree. He swung down dropping to the ground. “It’s been such a long time, I’ve been waiting for you! Say what do elemental beings do all day that you can’t come say ‘hi’ once in a while? I’ve missed seeing you around here.” He grinned, his dark eyes flashing.

Venti smiled back. “I’ve missed you too.”

The scene changed again and he floated away. Venti whirled around and sighed relieved to see he wasn’t that far away. He sat on a fallen log.

“I just wish I could see what you do. It must be so nice to be a wind spirit. I bet birds look like you.”

“Close,” Venti laughed.

“And the sky- all the stories say it’s this bright blue.” He laughed. “That can’t be true though.”

“But it is- Just like Anemo-”

Thunder rolled in the distance and his friend washed away with the storm.

“Wait!” Venti clambered trying to catch the image. “It it- it is blue. You have to see it.” He pounded his fist in the mud, splattering his shirt. “I have to show you. I can show you now.” He sniffed. If only things had been different. If Decrabian hadn’t… But that was a long time ago.

Shaking himself he got to his feet shaking off the mud from his hands. All he ever wanted was to see the sky. With the power he had now he could make him the bird he always wanted to see. He cast an eye to the heavens. He was likely flying with the birds now. He cursed Celestia again for being so cruel. Killing Decrabian had left the title of wind God open. Venti had received his Archonship because of his sacrifice.

But at what cost. He tightened his fist. It made hims sick to remember he was living off the sacrifices of others. Venti would have outlived his friend regardless- but he was so young.

His friends laugh echoed in the distance, like a playful breeze. Taunting him. Drawing him in. It sounded so real.

“Wait, I’m coming!” He ran, slipping in the mud, stumbling over cracks in the road, using more power than he should just to keep up. It was going in the same direction of the leylines. He’d have to follow anyway… “Wait!” He panted.

The trio pushed onwards. The weather easing up after the sudden blast made travel quicker and they soon found tracks. Several actually. The prints were faint, but recent, all of them pointing to Dragonspine. They spurred each other onwards.

“Stop! I think I heard something.” Jean said. They did, listening.

“Is that laughter?” Diluc asked.

She shushed him.

“Can’t catch meee!” A voice echo taunted, still laughing.

“Well that’s creepy.” Lumine said shuddering.

“There he is!” Jean cried. He was tearing his way up the mountain, loafers slipping on the frosted rocks off the path.

“He’s going to hurt himself, let’s go.” Diluc said

He climbed faster.

“Almost there!” The voice taunted, the vision ran off the edge where a bridge used to be. Venti skirted to a stop falling he slid to the edge, he clambered to his feet.

“That’s enough!” He yelled as the laugh dissipated.

He turned around. He had to find the source of leyline disruption or these visions would get the best of him. He looked over the edge at the fall he had almost taken. He huffed hands on his knees at the edge of a cliff. The hallucination waved from across. He growled, he knew he wasn’t there, but the temptation was too great. Lifting his arms he floated upwards using his magic, a pale blue rune pattern appeared, creating an air current to cross.

Noise of someones approach from behind surprised him and he caught himself wrong, tumbling down.

“Venti!” Lumine cried out sliding by his side. Diluc and Jean at her heels.

“Oh Traveler, it’s you.” He panted.

“What are you doing out here?” She demanded. Was the Anemo Archon out of breath?

A laugh echoed through the canyon. Venti pointed a weak arm. “Following that.” A roar split the air. But not like any of them had ever heard before. This was grating and sharp. Venti sat up more. “And that. Ack.” He clutched the spot on his chest, squeezing his eyes shut, blocking out concerned gasps. When he opened them again his friend was standing over him, he smiled sadly before waving goodbye. “No…”

“Who was that?” Jean asked. “He looked just like you-”

“Everyone! Over here!” A voice beckoned from the other side of the bridge, but this voice was different, more- present. The echoes were tangible. “Cross the ravine!” Albedo shouted, his tone filled with urgency.

“Albedo?! Weren’t you- what’s happening?” Jean asked.

“No time, cross before it catches you.” He shouted.

“He’s right. My glider.” Venti coughed. Lumine pulled her own glider out and they, rode the fading current across.

“Good, into the cave.” Another screech split the sky. “Quickly!” Albedo warned.

As quick as they could they hid inside the alchemists cave, the fires set about the cavern warming them to their bones.

What felt like an earthquake shook the ground, rattling the cave, knocking over a few vials. A powerful gust of wind pushed them further inside. Albedo leapt to stop the chemicals from catching fire.

A dark shadow passed over them. Lumine hid behind a tree at the mouth of a cave to see what caused the blast.

“Don’t!” Albedo cried.

Lumine’s eyes widened. A long dark skeletal dragon passed over them. Eyes leaked fire. Thick black sludge that could only be what was left of the dragons flesh clung to the bones, the rotting bat like wings were easily the size of windmills. Six insect like skeletal wings and legs rattled as it flew. This was like no dragon she had ever seen before, at least 5 times the size of Dvalin. She shuddered, a dark purple smoke emanated from it. She could recognize Abyss energy anywhere.

“Move!” Albedo pulled her backwards from the cave opening, clamping a hand over her mouth. The screech grated on their ears before it disappears flying in the opposite direction. Albedo let her go.

“What are you all doing here?” Albedo challenged.

“You first.” Diluc said shortly. “We thought you were back at the winery.”

“Are we just ignoring the zombie dragon now?” Lumine said incredulous.

“I left after I talked to you.” He said to Lumine. “And don’t worry about it, this is my mess to clean up.”

“How is that thing- that dragon your fault?” Jean gasped.

“It’s not, but I have to stop it.”

“No disrespect but how do you plan to do that by yourself?” Diluc asked.

Venti propped himself up against the work bench. “He can’t. Dvalin-” Venti started.

“The dragon of East nearly died the first time and that was with the Anemo Archons help. And you all will die if you don’t get out of here.” He countered.

Venti withered.

“Exactly, so how do you plan to do that?” Lumine asked again.

The screech rocked the cavern.

“It’s coming back!” Jean screamed out. It dove looking for a place to land circling the cave. Albedo snatched a vile of yellow liquid off the table. Throwing as hard as he could, the vile seemed to sail on the wind, hitting the dragon across the face. The vial burst with yellow light. The dragon screeched and Venti dropped an arm.

Jean took a step but Diluc pushed her out of the way telling everyone to get behind him. Summoning his claymore he moved it into flaming hawk pushing the monster away.

The dragon made a fluid turn diving back at the cave. Laughter from warped almost human voice rang out. A shadowy figure appeared on the dragons back. “Where are you baby brother? Come out and face me!” The dragon spouted dark purple flames. Brother?

“It’s coming back, watch out!” someone called from outside. Jean’s eyes widened looking up through the mouth of the cave. Godwin dropped from above the cave waving them away. “Get away from the opening!”

They hit the deck and a yellow explosion blasted yellow light scattering heavy rocks and snow at the dragon, the monster and dragon roared in frustration, subduing them for the moment.

“Godwin?” Lumine blinked confused.

“Oh Archons- Godwin! What are you doing here?” Jean cried.

“Jean?” Godwin pursed his lips into a fine line, he shook his head. “It’s always the knights.”

“Not just the knights,” Diluc said hefting his claymore. “The Acting Grand Master.”

Godwins heart dropped looking between Diluc’s lack of a uniform then at Jean then he saluted. “Then I suppose I owe an explanation.”

Albedo stepped in, “I was ambushed by monsters on the road here and Godwin helped rescue me. We teamed up.” He clarified.

“But why are you here?” Jean asked.

“Now isn’t the time, you all to go before the dragon comes back.” Albedo said.

“Whoa, I can’t go back.” Godwin defended.

“You still haven’t told us what that dragon is.” Lumine asked.

“It’s Durin.”

“Whoa- Durin as in the dragon that Dragonspine is on top of?” She said shocked.

“Precisely. It seems the leyline disruption was powerful enough to awaken my other half, seems he found a way to reanimate the mountains namesake.”

“Hold on, what do you mean your other half?” Diluc asked.

“Your doppelgänger is here? Was that shadowy thing him? Then we have to help.”

“You can. Hold on to this.” Albedo pulled a tarp off of a crudely built machine. “Line up.” Without question they did but Lumine hesitated. “This is how you can help.” Albedo assured. Cautiously she helped Venti up under his arms and took hold of the device. He shivered, she wished she had time to give him one of the cloaks she wore. She put a hand on the machine nodding and Albedo hit a few buttons and it lit up a familiar pastel blue.

Recognition crossed Lumine’s face, Albedo had built a homemade portable teleport. “Wait!”

He rubbed the star on his neck, it seemed to glow in the dark of the cave. “I have to stop my brother, and I’m the only one who can do that. This will be enough to get you all get to safety.” Albedo flipped a switch.

A blinding blue light flashed and they found themselves at the edge of the mountain by the adventurer camp. The screech split the sky, the dragon came into view diving at the mountain side. A small yellow flash lit up on the side of the mountain. “No!” Jean screamed, she looked around counting heads. No Albedo. No Godwin. He must have let go. “No!” She cried again struggling to keep her emotions in check. She couldn’t lose another knight today.

“What did he mean by brother?” Diluc asked. “I thought Klee and Alice were his only family.”

“Guys.” Lumine silenced them. Venti lay crumpled in her arms, his cheeks flushed. “Something is wrong, we need to go.”

“You don’t understand, I need an escort!” Glory cried.

Kaeya put a reassuring hand on her shoulder. “Dragonspine is the last place that any civilian should be right now. The Knights will take care of it.” They had been having this- discussion for at least a half hour with no end in sight.

“Sucrose will take me, won’t you?” She pleaded.

“I’m sorry Glory.” She spoke up from the corner. “Aside from my protocol forbidding me, my injury would endanger both of us as well.”

Glory made a fist, her frustration boiling.

“Why do you want to go up so badly anyway, Glory?” Klee asked.

“I just- I have a feeling…” She sniffed, trailing off.

“Oh Glory.” Klee said sadly. She hopped off the chair going up she hugged Glory’s knees.

“I’m okay. I- I just miss Adler.” She said, rubbing an eye. He had been one of her closest friends. He’d come talk to her before guard duty and tell stories about his patrols with Godwin. It made her feel like he wasn’t so far about. Now they were both gone.

An earthquake shook the ground.

“Get down!” Kaeya shouted. Pulling out the desk chair he ushered the girls underneath, before crawling under himself. It was tight and held onto the chair. His office continued to shake. Books rattled from their places falling to the floor. Klee screamed.

When it stopped Glory shot to her feet.

“Wait! We don’t know if it’s safe!” Kaeya said trying to hold her back but she slipped through.

Glory felt around for the lock on the window. She stuck her her hand out. She grimaced at the dark energy, pulling back. Kaeya stood looking out. Dark purple and black clouds swirled over Dragonspine in the distance. Pops of yellow light lit up the mountain side.

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“Kaeya? Kaeya! Where are you going?”

Kaeya ran from shelf to shelf unaware of the little voice trying to get his attention. His office was still a disaster from the earthquake which made finding his equipment more difficult, books and papers strewn about the floor. But there was no time to fix it now. He opened every drawer in his desk until he found the few things he was looking for, pulling out the last of his climbing gear and checking his sword, he loaded them into a sack. He looked up and saw Klee pouting in the corner. His demeanor softened and he bent on one knee putting a hand on her shoulder so she’d look at him.

“Come now, what’s that face for?” He asked.

“I’ve been calling you why don’t you answer?”

“I’m sorry, I was so preoccupied I didn’t hear you.”

“Can’t I go with you? I wanna help.” She said sadly.

Kaeya frowned shaking his head and gave her shoulder a reassuring pat. “Hey, don’t give me that face. Cheer up, I won’t be gone for long, and someone needs to stay here and watch Glory and the other nights. Someone like…”

“Like me?” She put a finger to her lips.

“Perfect. Like our little Spark Knight.”

There was a knock at the door. Sucrose pushed it open wearing a pack. “I’m ready.”

“Sucrose… Not you too.”

She looked at him innocently.

“Didn’t you say something about your injury preventing you from making the climb? Can’t risk one of our best Alchemists.

“But- what about Albedo? A- and the others?”

“That’s exactly why I’m going to check on them myself.” He said taking the pack from her arm and putting it on his back. He leaned closer. “Besides, someone needs to stay with Klee. Is Glory still around?”

“She was really shaken after the earthquake. I gave her some water and offered her to stay here at HQ a while. She should be resting in the solitary confinement room.”

Klee’s eyes widened. “Is Miss Glory in trouble?”

“No nothing like that. She’s just really tired.” Her gaze fell on the window, the dark swirling clouds seemed to abated somewhat but the storm was getting closer. Small debris of leaves and dirt clattered on the window panes.

“I’ll be back before you know it.” Kaeya reassured them heading out into the hall. A roar shook the building, Klee screamed. Kaeya pushed the main door open to see what it was. He smirked. “Looks like I don’t have to go to the mountain after all, the dragon came to me.”

“Something is wrong.” Lumine said. Venti lay crumpled in her lap, his flushed cheeks shone bright against the snowy background. He might have hit his head in the blast.

A small pop sounded from behind and Paimon appeared. She felt a disturbance so she woke up.

“What happened? He looks awful.” Paimon said. “Hey Tone deaf Bard! Wake up!”

“Let me… sleep… awhile.” He groaned languidly, his head lulling back.

“Tone deaf Bard!”

“We need to get to Windrise.” Lumine affirmed. Taking off both of the capes she began clumsily bundling him up. Jean knelt to help.

“Will taking him there really help? He looks in worse shape than before.” He said skeptically. They were beginning to doubt that this was just a drunken facade.

“What about the others on the mountain?” Paimon asked. “Can they handle a zombie dragon by themselves?”

“It’s doubtful.” Diluc said. “It looks like the makeshift teleport has enough energy for one more use. You can all take it to Windrise and I’ll go back and help Albedo and Godwin-”

“No.” Jean said forcefully. Diluc looked surprised but said nothing. “Wherever we go, we go together. Getting separated is a sure fire way to get one of us killed.”

“Then what do we do?” Paimon asked.

“We take one problem at a time and go to Windrise.” Diluc stated. Lumine agreed.

“Lead the way,” Jean said.

Diluc offered to carry Venti and as it turned out, his guess right, the makeshift teleport had just enough power for one more use. They landed rather roughly right in front of the statue, the machine falling to pieces as they hit the ground.

The tree came into view, the familiar spring and earthen breeze seemed to fill them. The fading morning sunrays falling through the leaves and rain strewn dew drops. Quietly they sighed, allowing the only semblance of peace to calm them. Lumine felt like that should bother her more to lose another day but it was so peaceful here.

As they came up the path they each nodded respect to the statue as they approached the tree. In front of the tree they stood for a long moment. They took a slow deep breaths, the smell of the soil after rain nearly washing away the events of the day as they stood in awe at the foot of the statue. The three of them weren’t sure what they were waiting for so they stood in silence, stray crystalflies drifting lazily over their heads. Diluc pulled back the black hood around Venti’s face, his own green cloak spilling at the edges. They had bundled tightly, worried it would set him thrashing again. Now he Venti had grow uncharacteristically still.

A brave crystalfly got close, landing on Venti’s forehead for a brief moment before flitting off. In the small glow Diluc noticed a sheen glistening on Venti’s face. He was sweating? On a cool night like this? Sure he was bundled in a cloak but it was thin as Diluc’s vision kept him much warmer than average. Still holding Venti, Diluc reached a hand up around his head, biting the a finger of his glove he pulled it off cupping a hand to his face.

“Blast.” Diluc muttered.

“What is it?” Jean asked. “You think he’s running a fever?’

“Yes, but I can’t tell. Will you help me?”

Jean nodded. Sliding off her own glove she cupped a hand over his forehead.

“He is, he’s burning up.” She said alarmed.

“What do we do?” Paimon asked. The tree didn’t seem to be doing anything.

“I’ve never felt a fever so high,” Jean said, curbing the alarm in her voice. “Let me try something.” She briefly closed her eyes silently she prayed her vision would work. She always thought her vision was stronger here, she hoped that was true now. Activating her vision a cool dandelion breeze washed over the group. Venti’s eyes flitted open briefly still dazed.

“Can a god even get sick?” Paimon wondered aloud.

“I’ve never heard of such a thing.” Diluc mused.

Lumine bit her lip. The things she told him at Dragonspine were private- well, everything that all of Teyvat didn’t already know. She probably shouldn’t. She couldn’t just tell them the Anemo Archons secrets but Paimon beat her to it.

“Is it because of the gnosis?” Is that why Sucrose and J- uh her vision failed?” Paimon whispered to Lumine.

Jean looked away. Diluc lifted his head. “What’s a gnosis?” He looked around, but nobody would meet his gaze.

Lumine cleared her throat. “What do we do?”

“No, I want to hear this. Did he tell you something on the mountain while we were gone?” Diluc insisted.

Lumine sighed and prayed for forgiveness in advance and told the story of how Signora ripped his gnosis from him and the supposed lack of pain he was feeling.“He came to Windrise immediately after and that seemed to heal him then.”

Diluc considered this. “Well we can’t wait for him to wake up all day. We’re exposed like this out in the open. We could be ambushed by monsters any moment. And if the Abyss got word of this…”

“So he’s been hiding it all this time? That was so long ago! Has he been like this the whole time?” Paimon asked.

Jean and Diluc met gazes again, so many questions but now was not the time.

“What can be done?” Jean asked.

“I- I don’t know.” Lumine said. For once a loss for words. And for solutions.

Jean’s eye wandered to Venti. Her cooling breeze still blew but she let go after another second. Laying her hand on his forehead again, the fever seemed to have abated, though not completely.

Spirits were low and it was up to her to raise them. “Then we go with my plan. Let’s take him back to the cathedral. Then we can kill two birds with one stone and get reinforcements.”

They nodded their consensus when Venti groaned and his eyes fluttered open.

Distantly he heard Diluc announce he was awake and quickly found a half dozen eyes on him.

“Um. Hi?” He said trying to shake the torpid feeling over him.

“How are you feeling?” Someone asked.

“What’s going on?” He replied.

“Oh, we were about to start walking to-”

“Ulgh. Wouldn’t gliding be faster?” Lumine rolled her eyes, “Well until you can make a way to glide uphill-” A breeze picked up around them.

“Barbatos!” A familiar rumble came from the distance.

“Oh no, not this again.” Paimon grabbed onto a side Lumine’s cape.

Dvalin lighted onto the ground, a rush of wind swirling around them.

“Did you summon Dvalin because you didn’t want to walk?” Lumine said astounded.

Venti wiggled asking to get down. Dumbfounded Diluc set him on his feet. Dvalin laid a wing to the ground for them to climb aboard.

“Paimon’s okay with it. Let’s go!”

“Paimon. You can literally fly.” She slapped her forehead following behind.

“Yeah and so can Dvalin! Who flies faster than a dragon?”

Lumine rolled her eyes, chuckling to herself. She meant to get on but Dvalin bowed his head and spoke softly.

“Barbatos hasn’t been able to contact me in months.”

“What does that mean?” She asked turning back watching Jean and Diluc fawn over him stumble down the path, as though he were an old man with a fall risk.

“I can not be certain. It is either a hopeful step forward or a turn for the worst.” He looked forward signifying the end of the conversation as the others got aboard. She cast a last skeptical glance at the dragon’s face and followed behind.

The temperature seemed to drop the higher they flew. Venti sat bundled up front facing the coming sky, with Jean and Diluc in the middle, and Lumine and Paimon in the back. Out of the corner of his eye, Diluc caught Jean tug her caplet tighter around her shoulders. He scooted closer.

“What are you doing?” She asked.

“Oh.” His eyes darted around. “You have something in your hair.”

“Oh thanks.”

He reached to take the speck from her hair but it disappeared in his hand.

“Wait you have something in yours too.” She reached taking to take the white speck from the stray bangs dipping in his eyes. But a second speck appeared.

“Guys.” Lumine said her tone uneasy.

Their gaze followed hers behind them. A light snowfall filled the clouds behind them. Lumine and the others stared in shock. She shuddered as the beautiful but ominous flakes fell. Ajax was right. Snow. In Mondstadt. It seemed to thicken the further they flew. The girth of the storm increasing the further they went, taunting them, not quite touching them but close enough to lick at their heels.

“Venti, anyway we can go faster? Venti!” She said turning back to the front. Venti sat spine erect looking positively green.

“Vent-?”

Twisting loose from the cape he wretched over the side of the cape flaps. He had stayed up front hoping that being closer to Dvalin’s wings would lessen the bouncing. But it wasn’t enough. Just over Cider lake, he and his stomach could no longer bear the resistance. The slurry of undigested wine fell from the sky and as it fell it burst with pale blue light into a small cloud of crystal flies. Venti blinked hard, he must be seeing things. That was new, even for him.

“Barbatos?”The others cried out their concern but the only voice he responded to was Dvalin.

“Dvalin, where-?” Venti asked coughing.

“Hold on Barbatos, we’ll be there soon.” The dragon replied speeding up. (Doing his sore stomach no favors.)

Lumine rubbed his back holding onto his shirt with the other hand in case he were to slip off. She cast a glance to see how much further it was. Diluc pointed their attention to a swarm of monsters approaching the city gate on the road. The city came into view but reaching the lake, they would be safe there. But at the last moment Dvalin curbed landing in front of the city bridge.

“This is as a far as I go. Barbatos would not forgive for exposing his identity.”

“You don’t know that.” Venti hiccuped, brushing away from everyone and sliding down his wing.

“I do.” Dvalin growled as they clambered off. “I will protect the city.”

Venti’s eyes widened. “I can’t ask you to do that.”

“That’s why it is my choice.” Rearing back the dragon took off.

Monster screams drew their attention down the road.

“Dvalin’s going to protect the city, but who’s going to protect us?” Paimon screeched.

Diluc summoned his claymore facing the monsters heading for the bridge. Jean grabbed his shoulder and shook her head. “We we need a more defensable position. Inside, come on.”

The group took off running towards the city gates. Lumine slowed when she didn’t see Venti.

The world lilted, and he found himself leaned against the railing, clutching his chest, his head swam, the edges of his vision were becoming fuzzy.

“Come on Venti.” Lumine said running back.

“I’m fine you go ahead.” He rasped, he took a step sending as sharp stab down his spine and he sank to his knees.

“Not a chance.”

“Master Diluc!” Paimon yelled. Diluc turned, racing back he scooped Venti into his arms racing back to the city.

Venti’s hat slid off his head in the chase. Paimon dove and picked it up as she flew. “Hurry, here they come!” Paimon cried.

Jean appeared at the top of the on the city wall. With both hands she waved them through the gate then got to work closing the gate. Releasing the catch the gate fell until there was a grating crunch.

“No!” She examined the chain. The gates to Mond were always open, causing the chain to rust from disuse, combined with the sudden frost the chain links had cemented together. A beautiful symbol of freedom now a danger. Jean raised her sword stabbing point down into the chain. “Come on!” She chanted. The monsters entered the bridge. Summoning all her anemo power from the rushing storm winds around her she swirled the blue energy around her sword and brought it down hard, fracturing the sealed links. The gate fell just as Diluc and Lumine crossed.

“Wait!”

“Paimon no!” Lumine’s heart dropped. Paimon was stuck on the other side, reaching her arm through the gaps in the gate she tried to pull her through but she was too big.

“It’s okay. You go. I’ll see you later.” She disappeared into the other dimension.

Jean descended the turret. The pair noticing she looked a little worse for wear.

“What are you staring for? Go!”

Charging up the stairs the wind grew heavier. Dvalin circled the walls of the city, building a mighty gale around the city wall. They couldn’t tell what he was doing but it was getting very difficult to climb the many stairs to the Cathedral.

“The windmills! They’re stopping!” Jean cried.

“So is the snow!” Lumine answered.

Dvalin circled higher and higher until his spell was complete. A magic wind barrier now shielded the city’s occupants from the storm outside. The windmills were stopping, so were they still surrounded by hot bursts of wind?

“It’s Venti.” Diluc said, his hair whipping wildly about. The barrier shielding out the cold the hot hair traveled off of him in droves. “He needs ice.”

“Or hydro. Keep going!”

They came to another set of stairs. A blue haired figure stood against a wall with his arms crossed. Diluc groaned inwardly. This was not what he meant when he said Venti needed ice.

“Well well.” Kaeya smirked. “I was all prepared to take Dragonspine by storm and save the day but it looks like you took all the fun out of it for me by saving yourselves.” He eyed Diluc who rolled his eyes. “I was thinking I’d have to battle a dragon but it looks like he beat me to the rescue?”

“We don’t have time for your comments, we need to get to the cathedral.” Diluc said.

Kaeya’s smile faltered. “Where’s Albedo?”

Jean briefly summed up the events of Corpse Dragon, Durin’s return. “He’s still up there. But we- ran into some trouble.”

Venti’s head rolled back languidly in his arms, his braids dangling down.

Kaeya stepped forward and the hot wind hit him. Diluc raised an eyebrow, his expression guarded. Kaeya held up his hands stepping back. Diluc looked him over then at Jean who nodded. He sighed. Kaeya stepped forward again taking a look. Venti’s forehead was plastered in a thick sheen of sweat, his his eyes shut tight, teeth gritted together as if her were trying to get away from something. Kaeya knit his eyebrows together.

“He has a fever.” Jean informed him.

Kaeya nodded, gently he placed a hand on his forehead activating his vision he froze the sweat on his face. It melted immediately. He added another layer of frost. The group kept their eyes trained on Venti, shoulders tense. A third layer, the heat from the breeze seemed to lessen and Venti’s expression softened.

“That should be enough. Let’s go.” Diluc said.

“Hang on a sec.” He formed a handful of ice cubs in his hand and laid them by his neck. “Now we’re good.”

They began running again, with Kaeya jogging along side throwing the occasional chunk of ice into Venti’s lap. He only missed once and hit Diluc’s nose, earning him a death glare.

“My bad,” He said sheepishly, shrinking back.

They ran through the archways and up the stairs of the Cathedral.

“Wait.” Jean halted them, brushing loose hair from her face. “Traveller, we can take care of this. You need to go rest.”

“What!” She shouted outraged. “We’re finally here! We went through all that and you want me to just turn around and leave?”

“No, you need proper rest. You both do.” She said too tired to argue. “Kaeya, please escort her there. There should be a room you can use back at Favonious HQ.”

It wasn’t a request. Kaeya saluted. Lumine tossed up a hand. “Unbelievable.”

“Hey. You need sleep. We all do. Diluc and I have this, we’ll be over in a few minutes.” She watched them head through the Cathedral doors before storming back down the stairs, Kaeya tailing at her heels.

Kaeya cleared his throat. “Pardon the observation but it looks like you want to hit something.”

“I do.” She said stomping through the arches.

“So do I.” He said.

She turned.

“What do you say I fulfill my duty escorting you there, we pick up some more supplies and head back to the mountain?”

A smile curled on her lips. “What are we waiting for?”

Chapter Text

Thanking Barbara, Diluc closed the behind Jean as they walked out of the side room.

She cast a glance back at the door.

“We should go, she’ll take care of him.” Diluc assured her.

She nodded in agreement. “I just need a moment before we walk back.” She sat down heavily on a nearby pew. She longed to take off her boots and just curl up right there. Aside from the dragon ride, she hadn’t sat down in hours.

“Of course.” He consented, though it was a little odd. “This wouldn’t have anything to do with your vision failing would it?”

“What?” She acted stricken. “What gave you that idea?” But seeing his stern face she dropped the act. “How did you know?”

“For one, Paimon let something slip talking about Sucrose’s vision failing earlier. Second you’re exhausted. Well. More than usual. (Which isn’t anything new since you tend to work yourself to death.) When it would be more productive to head back to HQ and rest in a proper bed rather than a wooden bench. You looked like a wreck after closing the city gate. I know you used your anemo power for that, that was the brightest light I’d seen all day. Not to mention that it took you a while just to get you Dandelion Breeze going.”

“Is that it?” She grumbled, traces of hair falling into her face.

“Among other things.” He conceded folding his arms.

She huffed, ineffectively pushing the stray hairs away for a second. Diluc didn’t need to be so harsh but that was likely the journey catching up with both of them.

“I rely on a vision too much anyway.”

“Don’t you think the Acting Grand Master should have something reliable? You should have told me.”

“Can’t handle some if your own medicine?” She bristled.

He stood stone faced though Jean could tell she struck a nerve. She hesitated. She should apologize but instead she stood brushing past him. “Let’s head back then. Perhaps Kaeya and Lumine are resting more efficiently.”

Back at HQ Diluc tried to bid farewell at the door and head back to the Winery but Jean held the door open ushering him inside. Now was not the time to argue, she would likely insist it was unsafe anyway, so he followed. The halls may as well have been haunted, so many memories tainted by his last week in active duty. It was almost enough to make him shudder.

“I assume you know where the cots are?” She breathed still not meeting his gaze.

He didn’t answer. His old office caught his eye and suddenly it was like back in the old days. Back when the three of them were just knights getting off patrol. He vaguely remembered Kaeya mentioning his promotion is one of his letters, it must be his now.

“Diluc?”

“Hmm? Oh yes.”

“Good. Pick any open door. I’m going to get Kaeya’s report first.” She was regretting the formal order already, she’d be in bed by now if she hadn’t made more work for herself. She stifled a yawn heading for the door. Diluc blocked her path.

“Why don’t I take care of that and you go ahead? It’s the least I can do.”

She raised a brow. Not one, but two apologies from Diluc in the same day.

“I have a question for Kaeya anyway.” He insisted.

“If you’re sure. Be sure to let me know if anything is wrong.” She headed up the stairs.

Watching her go he let out a sigh and faced the door. Time to get this over with. Though he wondered what made him want to see the place again. Curiosity? He paused in front of the door. It had been so long, but apparently not so long that in his exhaustion he absently reached for a his old set of keys to unlock the door finding his pocket empty. How many years had it been since he’d worked a morning or a graveyard or even reached for that set of keys- and yet… He stood stunned for a moment. He then noticed the door was ajar and pushed it open.

“Kaeya?”

Inside he didn’t find Kaeya or even Lumine but a violent wreckage.

“What in the Teyvat-?”

Nearly every book or loose paper was on the floor. A bottle of ink had tipped over leaking from the desk staining the rug. Tipping the bottle back upright he found a hastily written letter beside it. He snatched it up.

Jean,

Gone out to do some reconnaissance and clear some leylines. Won’t be long.
-C.C. Kaeya
P.S. I followed your orders though it appears the Honorary Knight would like to keep me company.
P.P.S. If you could keep this from Diluc I’d appreciate it. He’d likely try some stunt to drag us back.

“Oh I plan to.” Diluc said aloud, he crumpled up the note tossing it on the desk storming out. At the door he bumped into a guard.

“Captain?” The knight asked astonished seeming to recognize him, though shamefully Diluc couldn’t recall their name.

“Save the pleasantries. Do you have any spare climbing gear?”

The mountain shook from another blast. Which was funny to say, it seemed to Godwin that it hadn’t stopped shaking since they got up here.

Albedo popped the cork and tossed him another yellow bottle, which he quickly tossed through the cave opening at the dragon. It screeched. Good, they were running low on usable potion.

“How’s your wound?” Albedo asked.

Godwin rolled up what was left his shirt inspecting the affected area. Godwin had been climbing hoping to get a better vantage point but un an unlucky swipe the dragon had grazed him, tearing the straps from his armor. As he fell he caught the point of a dead branch across his side. It might have broken a rib or two. Just looking at it from across the room Albedo could see how sore it was. He finished grinding up a poultice in a mortar and pestle, kneeling beside him with a clear bottle he opened it up.

“I keep extra clothes here for long research trips so I can lend you a shirt. Here this might sting.”

He poured the clear liquid across the wound. Sting was an understatement. As the alcohol seared across the wound permeating it like acid. Immediately he saw stars before blacking out for a second. He must have cursed at least half of the Teyvat’s gods before he came to. Albedo dabbed a cloth drying the wound.

“Now for the bandages.” He stood to get them.

Godwin let his head roll back against the wall. “So this is how I die. Pinned in a cave by a zombie dragon. What I wouldn’t give to see Glory for just a few minutes.”

“Calm down, I only need to get closer and we’ll be free.” Albedo said.

“We’re closer than ever. All this time I was less than a mile away from Glory and I never got to say goodbye. I hope she knows how much I loved her.” A tear came to his eye.

“Don’t talk like that. We’re closer than ever just hang on a little longer, alright.” Albedo ordered spreading the poultice over the wound binding it up quickly.

“Put this on.” He handed him an extra shirt. Godwin doubted he could stand but was surprised how easy he found it.

“What was in that stuff?” He asked doing the buttons.

“Nothing special, just a simple alchemical first aid remedy. It’s not perfect but the numbing agents should held with the pain and the help coagulate and stop the bleeding for a few hours. But you will definitely need to visit the Sisters when we get back to Mondstadt.”

“Thanks.” Even he had to admit, the stuff was pretty effective.

The mountain rumbled again. “Better get ready, it’s coming back.” The cavern shook knocking a yellow bottle off the workbench. Godwin yelled and Albedo dove away from the explosion.

Lumine and Kaeya made good time, there weren’t any monsters at the side gate. Traveling light made it easier to teleport to nearly the edge of the mountain. They decided to go around Wyrmrest Valley to be safe, instead opting to go through the city outskirts. But along the deserted paths seemed deserted, it was suspiciously quiet without a trace of the dragon. Seizing the quiet they made a plan.

The dragon had likely only been summoned because of the leylines. So they would balance a few along the way and if they could learn anything along the way about how find or help Albedo they would bring him back. No risks without a full team. At least that way Jean (hopefully) wouldn’t kill them. It didn’t take long for them to find a routine, baseball swings, in perfect combative form.

“Ha! Another two points for me.” He brushed the hair from his face. “You better hurry if you want to catch up, Lumine.” Kaeya panted with a laugh. He swing his sword playfully away.

“Stay close. We don’t know what kind of a fight we’re walking into.” Lumine said drawing her sword again, eyeing the mountain through a skeptical eye.

“Yes Mame.” He said unseriously following behind. They had already cleared a couple of leyline orbs swarming the area. More than usual. Hushed whispers surrounded them at times sending chills up their spines. But when they focused to listen they seemed to dissipate. Lumine started heading for the main path. He caught her arm.

“I think we should take another path. With a dragon that size we’ll likely have a better chance of catching up to them through the caves of the Entombed City.”

“-And take the south path around through the mountain. Sounds like a plan. Let’s go.” They started walking. “Oh, and Kaeya?”

“Yeah?”

“That was 4 for me, you’re still down 3.” She smirked at his aghast look heading up the path faster.

Diluc made good time initially following their tracks. But climbing was easier said than done. Diluc’s first clue he was unprepared was when he realized he had left his cloak with Venti. He didn’t get cold easy but the sheer cold had seemed to escalate since they were last here only a few hours ago. He shrugged it off, it was no match for his vision. And if he was feeling a little chilly he couldn’t imagine how cold Kaeya and the Traveler would be.

He tracked them to through the Snow Covered path. Then he heard it. The cursed ‘Yah!’ From the hilichurls following from behind. He summoned his Claymore ready to face the usual 6 or 8 but was surprised to see at least 15, all of them armed in some way. He faultered, there was too many. He could take all of them down eventually but that would be wasting time. Jeans words echoing in his ear. He needed a more defensible position. Against his instinct he ran not paying any mind to the path. He looked back. Looking ahead. It seemed the further he ran the more monsters gathered. He was starting to get tired from the uphill climb and still the monsters chased. He stumbled. He couldn’t keep this up forever. He could probably loose them if he took the air current up to the statue of the seven. Then the ground disappeared and he fell.

Tumbling down the ravine he landed awkwardly with a sickening crunch. He groaned disoriented and aching he sat up. A hilichurl slid down, Diluc grabbed his claymore and quickly dispatched it. Looking around he had fallen pretty far into a small cave surrounded by a series of cages he couldn’t imagine what they were for. The other hilichurls seeing how deep it was gave up the chase and turned back.

Good. He sat back winded catching his breath a moment before righting himself shaking off the dizziness. How had he not seen the ravine? A sharp pain ran up his leg. Oh no. He moved it again with the same result. He took a calming breath. Everything was fine, he had been through worse. He had to find them. He probably just tweaked his ankle in the fall, that’s all. He just needed to walk it off. Thank goodness he wore boots or this would be so much worse. All he had to do was climb back up to the path. No- this was fine, this was a cake walk compared to his travels. Using his Claymore he stabbed it into the ground to us it as a crutch, but just to stand, he told himself. He stood carefully. He put out his leg to take a step and the pain brought him back down. Broken, definitely broken.

“Damn it.” He cursed biting back the pain. He gritted his teeth. “So much for optimism,” he seethed into the ground.

He shouldn’t have said anything. A rumble shook the cavern. A flame lit the cavern ahead. Lifting his head the stars cleared his from his sight and another hoard of hilichurls cleared his sight. The slope was too steep to climb with a broken leg. He couldn’t hold the claymore while unbalanced. Thinking fast he looked around and scrambled into one of the cages shutting it behind him. It was a tight fit and he couldn’t stand up straight but it would work. A hilichurl came waving his torch wildly slamming it into the cage bars, a metallic click sounded from an unseen lock as it smacked the bars again. Locking him inside.

And for the first time in many years he felt fear.

Winded, wounded and now he was trapped. He couldn’t even fit his blade through the bars to fend off the monsters. Diluc stabbed the blade into the ground willing it away. He breathed hard through clenched his teeth. No way out.

Chapter Text

The trails of blue and gold were getting thicker. They passed through a particularly cold tunnel and came upon a camp and found a thankfully lit campfire. No idea who could have lit it but thank the archons.

“Look over there.” Kaeya pointed out a small arctic fox hesitating behind the tent flap. “Cute fella.”

Looking around a small plate caught the travelers eye, reaching in her pocket she pulled out a few berries and placed them in the plate.

“Oh? Does the Traveler have a soft spot for the little foxes?” Kaeya teased.

“Maybe.” She said looking back watching it hide. “Or maybe I’m waiting for it to bring back its friends so I can hunt them.”

“Lumine!” Kaeya said surprised and she laughed. “I can’t blame you though. Shall we keep going?”

Lumine hesitated. She was going to suggest making some kind of food before they kept going. But the sooner they were off the mountain…

“Alright.”

“This time I am ahead in points. I wonder where this smoke is leading us.” He mused.

Unfortunately he was met with his answer too soon. The blue mist seemed to congeal into a wispy vision of a figure. His heart leapt and Kaeya froze in his tracks

“Who’s that?” Lumine asked.

So she could see him too. He thought he was seeing things. He almost hoped he was. Even Kaeya could admit one eye could play tricks on him sometimes. But his Khaenri’ahn clothes were unmistakable. Cold crept down his spine sending him back to that night on the side of the road. He took a step forward feeling the urge to follow him. His father had told him to stay, that it was for the best. But maybe things could be be different now. But looking more closely he was clearly a mist. He shook his head. He wasn’t real, no good could come of this. He looked away and the mist dissipated.

“They’re just illusions.” He breathed relaxing a little. “What do you say we press on Traveler? Traveler?”

But Lumine was gone. Spinning around he saw her blonde hair disappear around the corner, golden mist floating at her feet.

“Drat. Lumine!” He yelled following her.

But her eyes were transfixed on a blurry golden version of- herself? No, looking more closely the hair was too long, and their capes were similar-

His eyes widened. “Lumine! It’s not him! Stop!”

She hesitated with another step. “But what if he leads me to him.”

The figure sensing something changed turned around and held out an inviting hand.

“He won’t, it’s just a shadow. We don’t even know what these shadows want.”

The image smiles warmly placing a hand on his heart gesturing for her to follow. Lumine looked at it longingly then turned her back her fists clenched. The image faded.

Kaeya put a reassuring hand on her shoulder almost making her flinch but she relaxed. He inclined his head towards the mouth of the cave, she nodded and he lead the way as they followed the trails of leyline fog.

“Hello!” A voice called from behind.

Weapons were drawn and immediately discarded as Albedo cleared through the smoke. He put up his hands in defense.

“Is that a way to greet a friend?” He said.

“Albedo! You’re okay!” Kaeya said relieved.

“Of course.”

“It’s been quiet, did you manage to get rid of the dragon?” Kaeya asked.

“I’ve subdued Durin for now. But we should hurry back to the city before he comes back.”

“Right.”

“Hold on.” Lumine said stepping through the fog.

“Something wrong, Traveller?” Albedo asked.

“We’ll see.” She grabbed his collar and pulled him forward examining his neck. But there it was, a perfect golden star.

“Find what you’re looking for?” He smirked.

She grunted letting him go. “It’s him.”

He smoothed out his coat. “If you’re satisfied then perhaps we can get out of here?”

Reluctantly she agreed and they headed out of the cave.

“We do need to take out some more leylines while we’re here, if you could give us a hand.”

“Sure.” Albedo conceded.

“Where’s Godwin?” Lumine followed up.

“He’s okay, he went ahead. I told him we’d meet him.”

It was enough to satisfy her for the moment, still she kept an eye on him through the fight. His sword work was more sloppy than usual and there were a couple close calls, but he helped and the leylines disappeared.

After some time and a couple fights they were heading down the stairs following the warmth of a seelie when Kaeya decided to drum up some conversation. “So.” He began. “Trapping a dragon of that size is no small feat. I’d like to hear more about how you did that”

“It was nothing of consequence, using Alchemy I built a temporary prison trapping him on the other side of the mountain. We should hurry, Durin could be free at any moment.”

Kaeya blew a low whistle. “So casually spoken.”

This surprised Lumine. She shot a glance to Kaeya but a distraction caught his eye following the leyline smoke down a ravine.

“Diluc?” He asked dismayed.

“Don’t be dismayed, the leylines like to play tricks on you.” Albedo warned.

“No- Diluc. He’s really here.”

They cast their gaze down the ravine, sure enough a man with with flaming red hair was caught at the bottom. Sweat dripped down his face, he threw a volley of fire balls through the bars.

“Why is he in a cage?” Lumine asked shocked, she slid down the ravine without a second thought.

“Maybe he growled at the hilichurls.” Kaeya muttered chuckling to himself following after. Sliding down he dropped in front of the cage. “Well well well. To what do we owe the pleasure?” He smirked.

Diluc’s usual frown deepened.

“What, no hello?”

“Why don’t you save it for after we deal with these hilichurls?” Lumine said annoyed dispatching one.

“Fine fine.” He said getting to work. Between their elements they made quick work of them. Much better than Diluc through the bars anyway.

“So. How did you get yourself stuck in there anyway?” Kaeya asked. “Did the monsters get the better of our Dark Knight Hero, hmm? You really shouldn’t start fights when you’re outnumbered.”

Diluc shrank back leaning on the bars.

“Found the key.” Lumine pulling it out of a snow pile, she tossed it to Kaeya.

“Well.” He fiddled with the lock. “You know what they say. If you don’t do the crime, you can’t do the time.” He swung the door open. “Free as a bird.” He said pleased.

But he didn’t move. Not right away. He fidgeted, his gaze glued to the ground but still held onto the bars.

“What’s the matter, Luc? You’re free. Or do you have something to confess?”

He stood there sweating from the effort of standing on one leg. Embarrassment flushing through him. He wouldn’t be able to walk back to Mond if he wanted to. His good leg was already beginning to shake. But he couldn’t tell them, especially not Kaeya. But he didn’t have another choice.

“I- I can’t walk.” Diluc spoke up.

“What was that?” Kaeya asked.

He mumbled a curse. “Please don’t make me say it again. I was attempting to out pace a monster camp and didn’t see the drop. I think it’s broken.”

Kaeya’s mood sobered a little, he looked Diluc over, clinging to the roof of bars, bracing himself doing everything possible to keep himself from putting weight on his injured leg in a space that he couldn’t even stand in.

“Hey Lumine, will you scout ahead and clear out any monsters?” Kaeya called over his shoulder.

Diluc’s gaze was pinned to the ground, his bangs covering his face. Getting the message she nodded. “I’ll see if I can find Albedo too.”

“Right.”

“You found Albedo?” Diluc asked when she was gone.

“He found us actually. Now. Lets take a look then. Come take a load off.” He reached under his arm and brought him to sit on a boulder. Kneeling he reached for the boot but Diluc flinched away. “Hey now, I barely touched it, I can’t help you if you don’t let me.”

“I know. I was standing for a while, I think it’s swollen. It’s hurts when you do that.”

“Then it definitely has to come off.” He took a dagger from his hip and with surgical precision began cutting into it.

“I didn’t know you had a knife.” Diluc said through gritted teeth trying to keep his mind off the pain.

“I had a lot of fun this summer.” He smirked reminiscing his pirate days. He twirled in in his palm before stowing it away.

“What’s that supposed to mean?”

Kaeya answered by sliding the boot off. Stifling a yelp he grasped at the stones around him. “Careful.” He barked.

“I was. That’s why I’m not the one that’s injured.” It was bad, he didn’t have to take off the sock to tell it was already bruising. He pulled out his roll of bandages from his sack. “Why were you up here?”

“Trying to protect you.”

“Aw.” Was all he said.

“And what do you mean by that?”

“Oh nothing. Just that I would have thought that all those travels of yours would have made you a little wiser.”

He turned away. Kaeya scoffed. “Pouting I see. Just like when we were kids. It’s all fun and games of playing the hero until someone gets hurt. How long were you stuck in there anyway?”

“A while.”

He chuckled. “I hope you didn’t write your own obituary or anything. I’ve had a beautiful one written for you and I’d like to read it myself.”

“You wrote my obituary? When?!” He gaped.

“It’s been done since you were 12. I should have started when you were 10 when you got your vision. I was convinced you had a death wish since then with all the stunts you pulled. I’ve just been adding on since then.”

“That was when we were kids. If anyone is the responsible one-”

“Hang on, I’m out of bandages.” He cut him off. He barely had enough for half, let alone enough to make a brace. He must have given Sucrose more than he thought. He stood and began riffling through the left behind supplies. So many forgotten things. Finally he found what he was looking for ad came back over. “You wouldn’t have happened to snag a few sticks on your way down?”

Slowly he shook his head.

Kaeya puffed air through his lips then his eyes fell on the open cage. “Can I borrow your claymore?”

That got his attention, but getting the idea he summoned it for him, holding out the hilt.

Taking it he nearly stumbled at the weight. Choking up his grip he held it over his shoulder. “Time for your RETRIBUTION!” He brought it down hard (and somewhat clumsily) down the center of the cage, splintering the wood. He laughed swinging it back to the ground. “Pretty good impression huh?”

“That was nothing like me.” He said flatly. Still, swinging it over his head like that with minimal training… He wouldn’t say it but maybe Kaeya had a future in Claymores.

“At least no one else can get stuck in there.” He handed the weapon back. Kneeling he quickly stabilized the wound.

“Lumine should be back by now.” Diluc noted.

“You’re welcome.” Kaeya said. But he was right. Dusting his hands he stood. “Then we’ll have to go look for her. Hop on my back.”

“What? No. Absolutely not.”

“Come now, Luc, you say that like I just insulted your family. Besides, you said so yourself that you can’t walk.”

He frowned. As if entrapment wasn’t enough.
Kaeya knelt turning around. “It’s just a quick piggyback ride. You can buy my silence with a Death After Moon. Now come on.”

“On second thought just leave me here.”

“No. We’re burning daylight.”

Begrudgingly he held out his arms around his neck and shifted his weight forward. Kaeya pulled him on and stood up shifting Diluc’s weight on his back. He even bounced for good measure.

“Huh, you’re lighter than I expected.”

“Let’s just find Lumine and get out of here.”

“Adelinde would be worried.” Kaeya went on feigning concern, beginning the walk out of the cave.

“Please shut up.” He said, shame filling him, arms still around Kaeya’s neck he buried his face into his hand as he walked.

“I will. Once I have that Death After Noon in my hand. ‘Till then I’m going to bring this up over and over and-”

He froze. Diluc looked up. Lumine was pinned against the cave wall, her own sword at her throat. The weilder was none other than Albedo.

“What’s going on here?” Diluc demanded.

“Stay back,” Lumine told them but Albedo prodded the sword a little closer to her throat. She winced backing down, Kaeya took a step back.

“Not a step closer.” Albedo warned, he prodded the sword at Lumine. “And you. I’m the one giving orders. But she is right about one thing,” He turned back to Kaeya and Diluc. “If you’re smart you’ll listen.” Albedo said his tone sending chills down their spines.

“The Traveler was suspicious earlier, who are you really?” Kaeya asked.

Albedo but a finger to his lips shushing him. “Patience, all in due time. Wait their while the Traveler and I finish our little conversation. Now where were we? Still going to play coy?”

She stared at him silently down the edge of her own blade.

“Suit yourself.” He swung back to strike.

“Wait!” Kaeya yelled out. And against hope- he did.

“You have something to say?”

“What is it you want? Maybe we can make a trade?”

‘Albedo’ chuckled. “None of you have anything I want. What I want only the real one can give.”

“The real- what?”

“Not what. Who.” Lumine gasped her eyes trained on the point of the sword.

Recognition passed over Kaeya’s face. “I heard this story from Amber when she got lost on Dragonspine some time ago. Albedo had an imposter twin running around that the Traveler defeated. Why have you come back?”

“So he can take the real Albedo’s place.” Diluc guessed. “Am I right?”

“Very good.” Albedo laughed again. “So it seems he’s better acquainted than I thought. Then it seems you’ll all have to die.” Albedo reared back once more.

“No, that won’t be necessary.” Diluc spoke up.

“And why not? It will be more fun for me.” He said casually.

“Take me back instead,” he challenged. “I used to be a captain and worked with Albedo personally.”

“Au contraire, I’m one of the current captains and I know him best.” Kaeya broke in.

“So I kill both of you.” The monster said.

“Hang on,” Diluc countered holding out a hand as if telling him to wait while they discussed, Albedo frowned perturbed.

“You know him well but I’ve known him the longest. And I’m a terrible actor so everyone will know something has changed. You’ll be able to keep everyone fooled, so it should be you to go.”

“Oh you think so? I’m flattered. Really, you’re not a bad actor yourself. It should be you.”

“That’s too generous of a compliment. I’d never keep up the charade.” Diluc said appearing engrossed in the conversation.

“Quiet!” The fake Albedo barked.

But in that moment Diluc locked eyes with Lumine, he threw a fireball at the monsters head forcing him back, she dashed under the blade elbowing the monster in the chest forcing him to the ground disarming him in one fluid motion. Snatching it up she pinned it at his throat.

“Where is the real Albedo? And where’s Godwin?”

“I don’t know who that is. But if I knew I would have killed them by now.” He seethed the blade stinging his throat.

“Wrong answer.” She brought the blade high and bore it down into his chest witha sickening slice. But instead of groans and cries of agony a smile curled on his lips.

“You shouldn’t have done that.” He sneered. A hole opened up around the sword where the wound should be, spreading outwards in a cloud if black smoke until Lumine fell forward the blade piercing the ground.

“Behind you!” Kaeya cried.

The black mist reformed into Albedo- but this one more sinister and dragon like. Black and violet veins webbed up his neck and face spreading outwards. His usual blue eyes replaced with fiery purple slits. He sneered, his smile now venomous and contorted by fangs.

Drawing a sword of his own he swung and Lumine countered locking them in a stare down. She stepped a foot back bracing against the impact.

“You asked who I was.” He said over the blade pushing her backwards. “I am his brother. I am Durin.”

Eyes wide he pressed harder, her grip was sipping. But the lock was broken by a fireball hitting him in face. Diluc spawned another.

“Retreat!” Kaeya yelled running back towards the mountain. Lumine followed.

“You can’t go that way, it’s a dead end!” Diluc chastised.

“So is that way! We’ll lose him on the mountain.”

Durin chuckled darkly. “What you fools fail to realize is that you can’t lose me because I AM the mountain.” A terrible scream ripped out of Albedo’s lungs, piercing their ears, splitting the cave. The ceiling shook violently sending rocks and debris to the ground. A boulder fell to the ground blocking their path shattering the ground beneath them and they fell.

They cried out realizing what had just happened. The tunnel collapsed around them and they fell into what looked like Starglow cavern.

“Run all you like but there is nowhere on the mountain I can’t see.” Durin leapt over the side a set of mangled rotting wings spread from his back, he dove reaching out for her.

Lumine turned to the ground Kaeya was grappling to get ahold of Diluc as they free-fell. Even if they did survive the fall they couldn’t escape. An idea struck her.

“Maps! Mapsmapsmaps!” She screamed out.

“But teleports are down!” Diluc shouted back.

“We have one shot! He can’t follow!” They were out of ideas and the ground was coming up fast it had to work. Kaeya and Diluc opened their teleport maps. Kaeya threw a desperate reach and clasped onto Dilucs arm.

“Come on!” She yelled and finally clasped arms. She hoped to the archons they were thinking of the same place and shut her eyes before they vanished.

Durin reached out his clawed hand finding only empty air where they had been. “No!” Landing heavily he lifted his head sending out guttural scream that shook icicles lose from the ceiling of the hollow cavern.

Lumine, Diluc, and Kaeya fell into a crumpled heap beside the teleport. The silence filled their ears. Above them a stone canopy, panicked they looked out at the horizon. Mondstadt city stretched out beneath them the blue night sky above. One of them laughed, relief pouring in. Soon they all dissolved into laughter.

“Oh Archons, I can’t believe that worked.” Lumine cursed climbing to her hands and knees. Relieved that looked around at the sleeping city still safe beneath Dvalin’s shelter.

“I can’t believe we’re alive.” Diluc said.

“I was so scared he would know where we went. I wonder who turned the teleport on?” Lumine asked.

“Who cares? I’m just glad we’re alive” Kaeya laughed.

A pop over Kaeya’s head sounded and Paimon appeared.

“You guys are back! How did it go? Are you guys okay?” Paimon hugged Lumine’s shoulder.

“I mean it. If you hadn’t run off-” He chastised, ignoring Paimon’s quesiton.

“I know but look.” He pointed off at Dragonspine, the swirling clouds seemed lighter, the darkness and lightning fading. “All out work fixing leylines weakened the dragon.”

“Fine, I’ll give that to you. It bought us some time.” At least Jean wouldn’t have a reason to kill those two. He sat up and his leg stung.

“But wait, what about Albedo and Godwin?” Lumine asked sitting up on her elbows.

“Where are they?” Paimon chimed in again, eyes darting between speakers.

Kaeya shrugged. “Durin said he hadn’t found them yet. And he can see everything on the mountain. If anyone can go up against Durin it’s Albedo. I’m sure wherever they are they’ll be safe until we can get back up.”

“Durin is getting smarter though. I still can’t believe he fooled me.” She crossed her arms.

“You fought Durin?” Paimon exclaimed.

Diluc’s leg smarted shifting his weight. “The question is- how do we get down?”

Lumine pulled out her glider. “Carefully.”

Between the two of them they glided Diluc into the cathedral and Paimon flew ahead and woke Barbara. She helped him but scolded him in the sweetest tone any of them had ever heard.

“Just like old times huh?” Kaeya jibed.

While they worked Lumine went to check on Venti. He was asleep for now. She was surprised to find she wasn’t alone in the room. Paimon squeaked but calmed down when she saw it was Glory. She sat up from her seat by Venti’s bedside.

“Who’s there?” She told her. “What are you doing here? Are you alright?”

“I’m fine. I’m here for a friend. Why are you here?”

“Same.” She took a cloth and mopped his face.

“I didn’t realize you two were acquainted.” She commented.

“Only recently.” Glory brushed off. “I’ve been listening to him play for a long time. I just had a feeling… he’d need someone.”

“How is he?” Lumine inquired.

“The sisters have tried everything but his fever is really stubborn. He’s been in and out, he was pretty delirious the last time he woke up. He was asking for a warrior?”

Lumine pursed her lips. It was amusing before but now… He looked so helpless. His braids had come loose, now shivering under a pile of blankets.

“I’m sure he’ll pull through.” Glory consoled.

That took Lumine aback. It wasn’t often a someone comforted her. “I know he will. Thank you for watching out for him.”

“Well. So to speak.” Paimon said sheepishly.

Glory laughed. “You’re welcome.” Embarrassed she laid the cold compress on his face

Venti stirred hearing voices. The candle light room sent dancing spots through his head.

“Traveler?”

She perked up. “I’m here, how are you?”

He only groaned in response, his head now fully swimming. “Where am I?”

“The Cathedral.”

“You know.” Glory chimed in. “The sisters brought him some broth for him a while ago but he was too sick to eat. I probably could, but it was hot and I was worried I would spill so I was letting it cool. Could you…”

“Sure.”

“Thanks. I’ll leave it to you then, I’m going to ask Sister Grace something.”

“Paimon can help you find her.”

“That would be great.” Glory agreed, she found the bowl on a side table and waited for Lumine to take it before leaving.

The door shut and Venti sat up at full attention, the compress falling into his lap.

“The leylines!” He swung his legs over the side trying to get up.

“Whoa, hang on a second!” He was darting across the room he reached for the door when a coughing fit seized him, he seemed to trip over nothing falling to his knees, one hand on the door while he coughed into the other.

“Venti!” She knelt besides him.

The words echoed like he was far away until they finally came to focus.

“Oh. It’s you.” He finally rasped.

“You alright? Let’s get you back to bed.”

Sitting him down he cradled his head in his hand. A tapping of silverware got his attention and he looked up. She sat next to him and held out a bowl of broth. “Ready to try eating again?”

He shook his head.

“You should try. You need to settle your stomach.” Even as she said the words she couldn’t help but think that she sounded like Ajax.

Clearing the hair from his face, reluctantly he took the bowl. She sat watching Venti sip the broth slowly, and waited until after he had fallen asleep to deem it safe to leave. She got up slowly. Creaking the door he stopped her.

“Lumine?”

“Yes?”

“I’m sorry.”

She knit her brow confused.

“It’s all my fault.”

“I don’t understand.” She closed the door.

“The leylines. The monsters. Everything is falling apart because my power is draining. All because I refused to stop Signora from taking my Gnosis.”

“Refused? How could you refuse? She took it from you.”

But then he was quiet. She waited for a response but he had fallen asleep again. He was too sick, she’d have to find answers to the past on her own.

Exiting the room she was surprised to see so many people. She hadn’t noticed them walking in. Sister Grace passed talking with Glory, finishing their conversation Glory passed back into Venti’s room.

“Sister Grace, what’s going on? Who are all these people?

“Vision users.” She answered solemnly. “The last couple days, several of them have reported fatigue or ill in some way.” She lowered her voice. “The strange thing is the all have reported their visions suddenly failing them. Aside from that their symptoms seem to be all over the place.”

“So sudden? Are there any other similarities”

“Now that you mention it, they’re all are Anemo users.”

Some time later Diluc hobbled out of the cathedral on his new pair of crutches.

“Mind the stairs.” Kaeya advised.

“I know.” Diluc said flatly. And ended up missing a step. Lumine gasped but he caught himself.

Kaeya chuckled at the scare. “I can always carry you again.” This earned him a death glare so intense they swore they saw flames in his eyes, this of course only made Kaeya laugh harder.

Outside the Cathedral the air was still the dome still firmly in place as Dvalin continued to circle the area. Time to figure out what all this was about. Except a gnawing hunger distracted her. It seemed Ajax’s plan succeeded after all.

“Paimon? Want to go see if Good Hunter is open and pick something up for me? You can get whatever you want.”

“It’s a deal!” She snatched the coin purse and took off.

Inside HQ Kaeya guided everyone to their rooms and they quickly retired.

She had been hoping for at least a nap before Paimon got back. Though, Lumine didn’t toss and turn for very long before she gave up. But the image of Albedo turning a demon dragon just wouldn’t leave her. It made her shudder still just thinking about it. But those things he said, there had to be more and she wasn’t going to find out laying here. The hallow gnawing in her stomach reminded her she was too hungry to sleep anyway. Best to be productive and wait at the same time.

Pushing off the scratchy blanket she crept out of her room into the dimly lit hallway. She was down the stairs and nearly to the library door and a voice startled her, sending her heart to her throat.

“You’re still awake?” Diluc emerging from the shadows, into the thin lamp light. His crutches creaked on the marble floors.

He put a relieved hand to her chest. “Who could sleep after all that? I wanted to study more about what’s going on. I have a feeling it’s connected. And if we’re going to need to know the full story if we want to help Venti and take down the dragon.” She cocked her head. “Why are you awake? Are you in pain?”

“Not much any more, thank you. Barbara is exceptionally skilled. I went to get Jean some water and inform about this.” He said gesturing to his leg. “It will likely be mostly healed in a couple days. But I would never recover if I let her find out on her own.”

“She still asleep?”

“Yeah.” Diluc stifled a yawn. “Pardon me. I think I’ll head back. “Don’t stay up too late.”

“I’ll try not to.”

She pushed open the library door looking at the vast expanse of books. Time to get started. She grabbed a catalog.
At first she started broad:History of Mondstadt, Rise and Fall of Vindagnyr, How Dragonspine Came About, Boar Princess VI, (wait no-) The age of Vindagnyr, anything she could on Durin and Dvalin.

Heaving the heavy books she stacked them high on a table. She had a lot of work to do still. Sitting down she had just cracked one open when her stomach rumbled audibly. Flustered, she checked about to see if anyone had heard, but the library was as empty as her stomach.

The door burst open.

“Lumine!” Paimon cried.

“What?” She leapt to her feet.

“You okay? I thought I heard a dragon.”

Color filled her cheeks. The acoustics in here were too much. “Well there is a dragon outside protecting the city.” she played off.

“Oh yeah good point. Then we have a bigger tragedy to worry about.” Paimon flopped onto the table.

“Worse than a sick archon, a zombie dragon, a blizzard, and a leyline crisis?”

“Yes.” She said in despair, face down. “Good Hunter was closed.” She held up the full coin purse to her.

She took it, “That is serious.” She meant it as a joke but her stomach took the opportunity to express its disappointment. Embarrassed she sat down attempting to cover the sound but the sound only deepened. Cheeks ablaze he stowed the mora.

“Blurblaouahghaa is right.” Paimon growled in agreement.

“Don’t mock me.” Lumine chided, her arms wrapped around her middle.

“Paimon wasn’t! Though it would help if you picked anything besides mint and sweet flowers.”

“Speak for yourself, you think slimes taste good.” Though at this moment she’d take anything.

“Better than nothing but mint and flowers.” She pouted.

“Bet they would taste good with some emergency food with an attitude.” She bit back her expression so stern Paimon backed down.

“So- uh. What’cha reading?” Paimon asked and they both pulled up a book preparing to have knowledge for dinner. Lumine was trying hard to focus but she was so delusional swore she could smell chicken.

The library door opened once again.

“I thought I’d find you here.” Kaeya said coming down the steps, the scent of chicken wafting with him. “It’s been a long day so I thought you’d like a late night snack.” He set a plate of Sweet Madam and chicken skewers on the table. “Just don’t tell Lisa. Or Timmy for that matter.”

“You’re a lifesaver!” Paimon squealed tearing into a skewer.

Lumine agreed taking one of her own. “Don’t be modest now, you eat too. You can’t tell me you’re not hungry after such a long day.” Lumine insisted.

“Thanks but I’m fine. Besides, it would pair better with a glass of wine. You both dig in.”

“Oh come on, eat with us!” Paimon will feel bad if you went to all that work to cook just to eat in front of you.”

“Well- okay.” He took a skewer and took a bite.

After a minute is was Kaeya’s turn to ask what they were doing. He picked up a book. “The Boar Princess?”

“Mm. Yeah it was under ‘snow’? I grabbed it anyway. There has to be a reason for all of this and we need to find out all we can.”

“Then I’ll help too. But let me find something a little more on topic.” He lit a candle and opening another book.

They talked a bit more as they ate and got busy reading. Now that it was quiet and her belly was full and warm, her eyes felt heavy. Still she kept working. Something here had to help Venti. Still the words seemed to blur together. She rested her chin on her hand blinking to stay focused.

A thud brought her to attention. She sat up alarmed, but the library was dark. She must have fallen asleep after the others went to bed. She stood to go to her room. Another crash brought her sword to her hand and a bookcase to the floor. She whirled around. Albedo stood at the top of the stairs under the crest. He stood sneering at her.

“What’s the matter Lumine?”

Where was Dvalin and everyone else? How had he got in? Thoughts of the worst came to mind. She backed away sword in hand.

“It’s just me.”

Her hands shook, her legs were like lead. Then Albedo’s flesh seemed to peel from their bones, dark abyssal goo poured onto the floor. The goo fell to the floor, flames rose up the railings trapping her in the center.

“What’s the matter?” Durin asked his voice warped. “Feeling a little tired?” He let out a piercing shriek.

Gasping Lumine’s eyes flew open to find herself in the library once more. A dream, it was all a dream.

Looking out the window She put a hand over her racing heart. Another nightmare for the list. Then she noticed she wasn’t at the table were she fell asleep but instead in an arm chair in the corner, a blanket someone had given her had fallen into her lap. Looking she found she wasn’t alone.

Kaeya sat at a table snoozing with a book over his face. Paimon dozed curled up atop a pile of books almost like a cat. A little further off Jean and Diluc sat at their own table. Diluc sat with his face nestled into his arms, his crutches leaned against the table. Jean seemed to have fallen asleep on his shoulder, with a blanket tucked around her. In the lamplight one of Diluc’s eyes flicked open. He nodded regarding her before closing it again.

She smiled back, warmth and comfort growing in her chest. She wasn’t alone. And she didn’t have to do this by herself. She sat back sighing in relief, drifting off into a peaceful, dreamless sleep.

Chapter Text

“Good morning Busy Bees!” A voice sang out disturbing the silence. Startled gasps and confused groans filled the library, several pairs of groggy eyes peeped open looking for the speaker.

“I intended to open the library but it looks like you all had a slumber party last night. Frankly I’m offended that I wasn’t invited.” Lisa said in mock offense coming down the stairs. She pulled a book off of Kaeya’s face, he covered his eye in morning light. “That had better not be the remnants of chicken skewers on my table.” She warned.

He laughed sheepishly head in his hand.

Diluc and Jean sat up abruptly straightening their coats pushing sleep from there eyes, nearly knocking over candle stubs and stacks of books.

“Is that the time? It can’t be!” Diluc exclaimed then yawned heavily. “But how-?”

Lumine hid a grin. She stretched standing up. She hadn’t slept that well in a while. Quietly she wondered if there was still time for a nap.

“I wish I slept as soundly as you all.” Lisa said. “I even came early and got some extra work done before waking you.” She chuckled as Paimon continued to snore.

Lumine stood up to wake Paimon. She nudged her but she just snored and mumbled something about ‘more skewers.’ Lumines brow creased.

“Kaeya, what’s going on?” Lisa asked.

Kaeya chuckled nervously again. “I’m afraid it’s my doing. I brought the skewers and I- may have added a little sleeping potion…” He trailed off.

“Kaeya!” Lisa scolded.

“What! You drugged us?!” Diluc boomed. Seems he had one or two as well once she was asleep.

“You stole from my supplies?” Lisa went on.

Lumine tried not to snort at the different priorities in the accusations.

“Drugged is a strong word- I only meant to be a supplement to trick the Traveler into getting a full nights sleep for once. But my plans may have backfired when they invited me to join.” He said yawning widely.

Lumine laughed.

Diluc cocked his head at her, “You’re taking this better than I thought.” He said slowly.

“Well I am grateful for the sleep,” She said stretching again. “But now my guide is down for the count so I guess there won’t be any adventuring for me for a while until she wakes up. Paimon…” She shook her again with no result.

“It’s only so potent if you have a lot. Um-” Kaeya rubbed the back of his neck. He eyed Paimon. She snored rolling over.

“Then she’ll be out for a while because she ate more than you and I combined. So-” Lumine said clapping her hands together. “Who wants breakfast? I’ll cook.”

Paimon was moved to the couch and they quietly tiptoed out for breakfast. Everyone pitched in- well mostly everyone, Jean made Diluc sit down with his leg propped up. But insistent on helping they gave him the chopping and egg cracking to do while they prepared eggs, bacon, and hash browns with jam. Setting the table and sat.

“So.” Lisa began, “What were all of you up so late studying?” She said poking a forkful of hash brown at them all. “It must be important if all of you fell asleep in the library.”

Lumine, Kaeya, and Diluc took turns recounting a condensed version the events of their search last night. Fixing leylines and the misleading smoke (though they left out the details of who they saw), how the smoke lead them to find Diluc being trapped by the excess of monsters, ‘Albedo’ leading them astray and the terrors from their encounter with the Dragon Durin.

Jean had heard the story from Diluc though not to it’s fullest extent, her expression seemed to darken as she listened, a wandering eye drifting to the pair of crutches at his feet.

Sensing her mood change he attempted to change the topic asking about Paimon. Lumine checked and was even able to revive Paimon for a short period by waving a warm hash brown in front of her nose. But still sleepy she went right back in for a nap making everyone laugh or smile in sympathy. The mood was livening up again when they heard an overjoyed squeal in the hallway and then a door.

“Kaeya?” A little voice asked pushing the door open.

“Good morning everyone.” Sucrose greeted. She followed behind holding Klee’s hand, sheepishly she adjusted her glasses giving a timid wave. By contrast, Klee waved enthusiastically, surprised to find a table full of her favorite people with breakfast ready.

“G’morning everybody!”

“Well hello Klee!” Kaeya said as smooth as ever. Klee beamed wide as he scooped her up tossing her into the air.

“You’re both just in time for breakfast.”

“I didn’t expect to see you this morning, Kaeya.” Sucrose chimed in.

He knit his brow, confused setting her down trying to figure out why that would be when a distant clock on the wall chimed the hour. Kaeya’s mood deflated.

“I’m afraid I’m late for morning watch.” Kaeya said to Jean putting Klee down. How could he have forgotten he was supposed to be up early, he quietly berated himself. He quickly began gathering his things preparing to head out.

Jean rubbed an eye still drowsy herself. “It’s fine, just be sure to submit a couple hours of sick time.”

“I’ll do that when I get back.”

Lumine took a bite of eggs her head down, she appreciated the tenacity but the knights were so strict.

Jean rested her fork on her plate, watching him rush. None of them had even gone home last night. “There’s no need to push yourself. If you need to rest more you can take the day.” She said quietly. “You worked hard and yesterday was a taxing day, it would be in your best interest.”

Kaeya smothered a smirk and his friend and superiors mothering. Still. “No, but thank you for the time. I think I’ve caused enough trouble for one night, a couple hours respite was plenty.” He said solemnly.

Lisa rested a hand on Jean’s arm, “At least make it three and finish eating with us.” She encouraged.

“Thank you, but my team will be wondering where their Captain is and I have some ground to cover to catch up. I’ll save you a swipe at the Dragon if I see him.” He joked. Trying to keep the mood light at the table up he grabbed a few pieces of bacon for the road, clamping one in his teeth he saluted before heading out.

Klee’s face fell as he passed by. “Nobody has time for Klee anymore.” she mumbled sadly.

To cheer her up the group waved her and Sucrose over to join them at the table. Kaeya’s plate was cleared and replaced with two fresh ones for them both. Kneeling at the table Klee stuck a fork into a stubborn piece of bacon. With Klee distracted Lisa asked a follow up question.

Lisa cleared her throat, “So you told me what you were last night before you got to the library, but not why you you were burning the midnight oil? Why wouldn’t you just go immediately to bed?”

“I couldn’t sleep, so initially, it was just me,” Lumine spoke up first.” I went to research the connection between the anemo archon and Durin. Seems everyone decided to help out.” She smiled faintly remembering their kindness.

“You think Durin is connected to the Anemo Archon? Why is that?” Lisa asked taking another spoonful of jam.

Lumine’s toast caught in her throat. Coughing she searched for the words. Guess she wasn’t as awake as she thought, there was company who didn’t know.

Diluc found the words first. “We were lead to that conclusion because of the sudden wind bursts in the city these last few weeks and the recent overwhelming rise of ill people at the Cathedral, all of which are anemo users.” His gaze fell on Jean. She blew some steam off her coffee busying herself with her eggs.

Lisa stirred her tea pensively. “I hadn’t thought of that. I had never considered that the leylines could have such a profound affect to cause a pandemic and raise a dragon that had been deceased for half a millennia. But I wonder if Barbatos’s power could really be effected so as to make all those people sick.”

“Did something happened to the Anemo archon? Is he sick?” Klee asked clutching her juice in both hands.

A clink of silverware brought Lumine’s attention subtlety to Jean tapping her coffee spoon, who also wanted an answer to that question. To be honest Lumine also wanted to know. She still wondered what Venti had meant by all this being his fault. She took another sip of her coffee her eyes over the rim waiting for her response. Choosing her words carefully she turned to Klee.

“Something like that. We fixed a lot of leylines yesterday so the flow should be better so he and all of the sick people will get better.”

Jean’s gaze went back to her mug, not entirely satisfied. But truth is no one would have a better answer until they checked on Venti and dealt with the Dragon.

“Will fixing the Leylines make the Anemo Archon feel better?” Klee asked.

“I sure hope so.” She wondered if he was awake by now. Hopefully Glory had gotten him to eat. She resolved to go visit him as soon as breakfast was over.

“It just so happens I spent my time reading about the Anemo archon.” Jean added. “I wondered if any of the legends could help us.”

She recounted briefly some of the stories. About winter being blown away to what is now Dragonspine so that spring could last forever. About the mountains that had been severed by his powerful breeze and more. Lumine sat quietly in awe over how an unassuming bard could do such amazing things. Now he lay helpless in the cathedral. Now his people were quietly praying for his support when it was he that needed theirs.

They were just washing up when something shook the front door from down the hall. An aggressive and anxious pounding.

Paimon floated back in the door rubbing her eyes, apparently having been woken by the noise. “What was that?”

Concerned eyes all shifted around each asking the other who could be at the door that wouldn’t just come in.

They told Klee to remain in the kitchen with Diluc while they went to check it out Lumine tentatively answered the door. Battered, bloody, and beaten Albedo stood at the door, Godwin leaned on him heavily for support and arm draped over Albedo’s shoulders.

“Help us.” He rasped through undone braids.

“Mister Albedo!” Sucrose gasped into her hands at the sight. Their clothes were torn, Godwin had a bandage around his torso that was soaked through. From head to toe they were covered in dirt turned muddy from the snow on their journey, wilted mint weeds and crushed sweet flowers clung to their boots. But if Godwin had given in to coming back to the city…

“My goodness, Albedo! And is that Godwin? Come inside!” Lisa cried holding the door she invited them in.

“Get back!” Lumine put herself between them sword drawn hilt low, the point up nearly at Albedo’s throat. Albedo’s spine straightened but drained of energy he waited.

“Whoa Lumine!” Paimon cried suddenly awake, appalled by what was happening.

“I said get back!” She commanded, filling Albedo’s obedient step back down the frosted steps with her own offensive step forward.

Albedo choose his words carefully. “I take it you ran into my brother.”

She widened her stance tightening her grasp on her sword. “How did you even get inside the city?”

“Side wall, no gate there.” He said weary. Her eyes narrowed.

Sucrose bit her tongue frozen in place.

“Lumine, I know you have a good reason but maybe we should take it slow before resulting to violence?” Jean spoke softly.

It took everything in her not to growl at them.“How do we know he’s not an imposter? He could be shapeshifting.”

Lumine tossed her hair over her shoulder eyeing them up and down trying to deduce the answer for herself since evidently the star on his neck (which was clearly visible under his torn uniform) wasn’t a clear indicator anymore. She clenched her teeth as the 3 women and pixie behind her fought to capture her attention.

“Lumine, can we talk first? Let’s finish this inside.” Paimon suggested.

“No!” She whirled around, blade still trained on him, her gaze shifting between them. “How do you know you can trust him? He took a shot at my head and then pinned against the wall with my own sword yesterday. We’re lucky the 3 of us made it out alive. He looks like our friend but you haven’t seem him transform into an Abyssal dragon corpse. He could just be using Godwin for cover! If Kaeya and Diluc were here, they would understand.”

The group was stunned.

“How do you know it’s really him?” She repeated.

They were silent, for once even Paimon was speechless.

Lumine also stood silently, as her accusations settled the gravity of what she said settled with them. If Godwin were here and if this were Durin, the real Albedo was likely the new corpse resting on the mountain. Still she straightened her spine, she couldn’t lose anyone else. But now that she had control of the situation she didn’t know what she wanted to do. Chase him out of the city? Albedo stood meekly checking on Godwin who hung his head growing more pale by the minute. Had her nightmares gotten the best of her? Then again she was so tired yesterday that if the others hadn’t shown up who know what might have happened. He mind rushed in a million directions trying to find a solution. Would a dragon use a friend for bait? She shook herself, he already had. But how could she separate them?

There was shuffling clicks and boot scuffles brought their attention to Diluc clumsily entering the hallway. Visibly he was stood calm and calculating but he did nothing to offer a solution.

Surprisingly Sucrose spoke up. “Not that I doubt your senses. But you don’t know that it’s not him. We can ask him questions only the real Albedo would know?”

“That sounds good in theory but is there a question we can ask that Durin wouldn’t know?” Diluc broke in.

“Like what?” Lumine wanted to know.

“What project are you helping me with?”

Albedo perked up. “Most recently it was the chemical balance of you super sweet sunsettia.”

“Not that.” She said pushing up her glasses.

“Aw.” He said understanding. “Your sleep schedule has become disrupted by your intent focus on your work, I have been helping keep your routine.”

“Good. What is your favorite food?”

“Desserts.”

“Too easy.” Diluc said.

“That’s fair.” Sucrose said, adjusting her glasses she stared at him as though she were looking directly into Albedo’s soul she asked,

“How do I make your coffee?”

He looked at his feet a little sheepish. “I usually like black.”

The rest of the group bought this as another easy question but Sucrose folded her arms, dissatisfied.

He sighed. “You don’t make it, you offer but I always insist on doing it myself. But I get too busy. So at the last minute I put two scoops of instant coffee into a mug of cold milk I forgot about.”

“Mister Albedo!” Sucrose cried rushing passed Lumine, throwing her arms around him. Lumine lowered her sword. He had passed the tests but she was still reluctant. She couldn’t just let him in.

“He passed but he passed my tests yesterday. I don’t think we should trust him just yet.”

Sucrose stood shocked, she had slung Albedo’s arm over her own shoulders so he stood between her and Godwin.

“It’s alright.” Albedo said letting go of Sucrose. She tried to read his face but he gave her a comforting look. “I understand, the last thing I would want is for anyone in Mondstadt to feel unsafe. So please take care of Godwin, and you can lock me up until this is resolved or until you can find a way to prove my identity.”

“Albedo?” Sucrose said weakly.

“Are you sure about this?”

“So you consent to custody?” Jean asked, she noted that Lumine was still staring down the edge of an uneasy blade. Albedo nodded. Jean stepped forward pulling out a pair of handcuffs.

Lumine stepped aside lowering her weapon, wondering how long she had those on her. Jean apologized silently clamping them shut. Lisa came forward and took Godwin to lean on her shoulders. Lisa took one look at Diluc and told him to go back inside. He offered no protest as he had no leg to stand on. (Metaphorically.)

Jean hesitated once again caught between her different duties. She regretted now sending so many knights to watch the perimeter. She turned to Sucrose she looked away and Jean understood. She wouldn’t be the one to lock him up. Reluctantly she turned to Lumine.

“I know it’s outside your duties, Traveler, but can I have you take care of Albedo? I need to over see Godwin’s safety.”

Grimly she nodded. Jean thanked her promising to be back soon, she took the other arm of the injured knight. Carefully coaxing him they eased their way down the stairs towards the Cathedral.

“Barbara is going to love this.” She muttered.

“And Glory. I hear she’s been helping the Sisters quite a bit the last couple days.” Lisa said.

Sucrose frowned, she looked as though she had something to say but then then made an excuse to go check on Klee and Diluc and disappeared back inside.

“Paimon will go check on them.” She said awkwardly floating inside.

Wow. Even her guide. Lumine tossed her weapon away. She knew she wasn’t crazy. It wasn’t her fault but she felt as though she had just ruined the trust of her friends.

Finally she met Albedo’s gaze, he stared at her softly, his arms still strapped behind him, standing at attention waiting for her instruction.

“Let’s get this over with.” She moved to take control of his cuffs and lead him inside. Then she froze. Just to her left towards the cathedral, red mask and misty blue eyes caught her attention from frosted bushes in the distance. Why was Ajax here?

“Traveler were you intending on taking me inside?” Albedo asked halting.

She readjusted her grip her mind rushing a million miles an hour caught between the two situations. She had been. But why did he make that sound like a bad thing? Would solitary confinement be secure enough? It was for Klee but she was a child. Speaking of- Childe had already disappeared, so quickly that she wondered if it had been there in the first place. He must be waiting for her around her somewhere. But how did he get inside with the city on lock down? Only knights had access to the HQ teleport, and Dvalin was still swirling overhead creating a city wide shield. Wait, did the Knights of Favonious even have a dungeon?

“I would advise against putting me in doors.” He said simply.

“And why is that?” She asked perhaps a little too gruffly.

“For 2 reasons, one if I am the dragon then you invited me into our HQ. I could change form at any moment. Mainly so in case the dragon comes he’ll be looking for me.”

And destruction would be imminent. She hated how much sense he made, logical as always. Even she was starting to doubt who she was talking to.

She needed to put him somewhere, but if Ajax risked entering the city with the diplomatic ties of the Fatui’s relationship were cut, something must be wrong.

“Lumine?”

“I’m thinking.” She turned round anxiously looking for anything she could do instead. She decided that a tree by the door wouldn’t be strong enough. It also seemed a little barbaric. “Here.”

Half dragging half leading she lead him towards the training grounds as she cautiously kept an eye out for Ajax. Picking a decorated flag pole she broke open one side of his handcuffs and wrapped it around the pole, pinning his arms and back to it. At least it was metal. Using some Geo power she summoned a small spike, pinning it inside the lock.

“Not that I want to be trapped here, but I’m afraid I could escape a Geo lock.”

True. It wouldn’t be strong enough on it’s own. Then again if he were a dragon, a chain wouldn’t matter either way. She briefly considered electrocuting the lock until the geo melted but that would qualify as cruel and unusual punishment for Albedo. She shook her head clearing the idea.

“A regular knot would suffice.” He prompted, “Though, admittedly they don’t keep any supplies like that in the training grounds.”

“I’m going to find some rope.” As she left she cast a backward glance and shook the earth around him, summoning several spikes around him, encasing his hands and feet to the street pole. “Don’t you even think about moving.”

“Wouldn’t dream of it.” He submitted.

Running off she considered making a show of it to lead Albedo off her trail by sneaking inside and crawling out her room window but decided that wasted time and ultimately would raise questions from the others.

“Where are you?” She muttered scanning the the land streets in front of the Head Quarters. Her gaze finally landed on a park bench besides the fountain, and a familiar face casually leaned back with his legs crossed, waving from the park bench.

Without missing a beat she leapt over the wall separating them hitting the ground as softly as she could she ran up to him.

Getting to his feet he pulled her into a hug, leaning in for a kiss. Distracted, she dodged so the kiss landed on her forehead.

“You idiot!” She pulled back still holding his hand.

“Hey now, don’t be mean.” He said bewildered by her anxious energy, he smoothed back her hair. “What’s got you so worked up-?”

“What are you doing here out in the open?” She hissed scanning the courtyard for unwanted eyes. The morning light had mostly risen, she doubted that the streets would be empty for long. She lead him away from the fountain towards the windmill in hopes of hiding but he stood firm and immovable.

“Careful Girly, it almost sounds like you’re worried about me.” He teased. But she wasn’t in a teasing mood.

“So what if I am.” She said her voice flat.

“Then I’d have to kill whatever was making you nervous. Anyway, wasn’t the plan to come here for the festival after we met in Liyue.”

“With you disguise yes.”

He laughed. “Not to spoil the idea, but there is a hotel a hundred meters from here brimming with my subordinates. Don’t you think at least one of them would recognize me?”

She made a face. When he put it that way… “But what are you doing here? Mond isn’t your jurisdiction.”

“Mond huh? I like the abbreviation.”

“Get to the point please.”

“What?” He said in mock exasperation. “It’s not enough to want to see my girlfriend?”

She tilted her head looking at him under her eyebrows, an annoyed but knowing stare telling him to cut to the chase.

“Fine, I wasn’t having much luck figuring out what all the Fatui recruits were doing on Dragonspine and I was worried about you so I’ve been tracking it.”

“Tracking it?” Her eyes widened. “You don’t mean Durin?”

“Is that’s it’s name? It’s sneakier than I first thought. You think a zombie dragon of that size would have a difficult time cloaking itself but it seems to have against your Alchemist friend.”

“Against him, or to be him.” She said ruefully and briefly summed up the story of the days past being attacked on the mountain and how she’d spent the night studying and how Albedo was now under rock and key.

“Honestly, your stories and adventures get more outlandish every time you tell one. What else have you been hiding?”

“Only you from the city, and the potential dragon in my custody.”

“You certainly work fast.”

“So no luck with who brought all the recruits to a super camp?”

Absently he summoned a water droplet to roll around his gloved knuckles, letting it go. “No solid evidence but I have a feeling it was another Harbinger.”

“Why’s that?”

“I found another Delusion. I’m not close with many of them but as far as I know, only I and one other have the same one.”

Her eyebrows flew up, “Scaramouche-?”

“Shh. Maybe.” He put a comforting hand on her shoulder almost wary of her speaking the name.

“If that’s true then you should go before they find you.”

“Quite the opposite, He should be worried when I find Him first and bring their head to the Tsaritza.”

Cocky as always she smirked. “I am serious though, you should go and I need to get back to my dragon babysitting.”

“Ugh.” He groaned. “Another vacation ruined.” He cast his eyes to the sky at the dragon circling.

“Don’t even think about it.”

He looked down again at her puzzled. “Oh, you think I’d want to fight him. Well, I suppose you aren’t far off on that account. But you won’t fight the protector of the city just yet. I’d rather face the city’s foe.”

“You might get your chance. I just have to prove that it’s him and find his weakness. Oh. And I still need to visit Venti.”

“Venti huh?” He said. Not this guy again.

“Yes, what about it? He’s been sick and I need to check on him.”

“Can a wind spirit get sick?” He asked but she started walking. “Fine fine at least let me walk you back part of the way.”

Going to the wall under HQ she waited for Childe to be beside her.

“I have no idea, but I intend to find out.”

“I know you will.” Before he could try kissing her again she stamped a foot summoning a geo rock under their feet bringing them halfway up the wall.

Steadying himself Ajax laughed skeptically. “I thought we were trying to be subtle.”

“I needed to blow off steam. Plus you can’t come with me or the knights will see you.”

“If you say so. Guess that’s what I get for dating a Do-gooder.” He clasped his hands together interlocking his fingers for her to step on to climb the wall the rest of the way.

She did so, turning around she propped herself up on her elbows through the bushes. “Then I guess that’s what I get for being in love with a Ne’er-do-well.”

“That’s hurtful.” He gasped. “I do plenty well. What’s gotten into you?”

“Sorry, you do. I mean a Ne’er-do-good then. Guess your sense of humor is rubbing off on me.” She twisted some hair around her finger.

“I’ll allow it. I just don’t leave a stream of sunshine and friendship behind me the way you do.” He spread his hands. Speaking of sunshine, the rising morning sun was peeking over the city buildings. Causing her golden eyes and hair to glisten in it’s light. Likewise, the sun lit the back of Childe’s head, his hair turning a flaming red, his blue eyes darkening like the sea.

“Your persistence inspires me.”

He smirked back. “Likewise.”

Leaning down over the wall, Ajax climbed up a step on the wall to reach her. And for a few seconds their cares were lost in the breeze of the crisp morning air leaning into each other’s warmth. Only to have the moment abruptly cut off when the boulder Ajax had been standing on for support collapsed and vanished. Heart lurching he caught himself on the wall with Lumine hanging onto his wrist. He hung for a moment and they both laughed.

“That was close.” He laughed meeting her gaze, suddenly there was so much to talk about and he had no words to express except for an earnest question. “I’ll find you tonight?” He asked hopeful.

She let go of his hand so Ajax could drop to the ground. “If you can. But I do hope to have this Dragon situation resolved by then.”

“Then I’ll look forward to it.” He silently vowed to end any dragon that got in the way of that date.

“Hurry before someone sees you. My elbows are wet.” She stood wiping off the melting frost from her arms.

He saluted, his vision glowed engulfing him he seemed to vanish into the streets.
Watching him go she crawled out of the bushes, brushing off the leaves. The Dragon issue had better be resolved by the tonight.

She sighed, already regretting making him go. She needed to hurry back but she also promised a rope, she couldn’t take all that time and return ropeless. A rumble shook the ground. She knelt afraid it was another earthquake but it was over as soon as it started.

“Not today Durin.” Slicing the air her sword suddenly in hand she sprinted to the training grounds.

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Sprinting arms pumping she turned sharply her heels sliding across the frosted cobblestone. Leaping into the air she took a breath of anemo energy, sending a rushing tornado down the alley way.

She waited for the dust to settle only to see- nothing out of the ordinary.

The massive ancient dragon she expected to see was instead sitting cross legged on the ground. Turning his head he shook the dust from his hair. Albedo waved casually (as he could in chains, arms behind his back). As for the wake of destruction, there was none though she noticed a suspicious lack of jagged rock prison she had left behind.

“You’re back.” He acknowledged complacently.

Lumine strode forward lowing her sword to her side, glowering down her nose. “I see you decided to redecorate and make yourself comfy. Bold of you considering your situation.”

“Apologies, I’ve walked a long way. I needed a rest and I didn’t know when you’d be back. As far as the rocks, there was nowhere to sit…” He said sounding surprisingly contrite.

She cocked her head, confused. “You fixed your hair.”

“Aw that.” He cleared his throat. “It was bothering me being loose in my face. I also felt I should uphold the dress code as best as I could. Force of habit I suppose.” The braids had been neater before the tornado but he digressed.

She rubbed her forehead, pensively. “Yeah, I gathered. What I want to know is how?”

“As part of knight training Kaeya taught me how to escape chains. I only went so far as to face forward and adjust it. But I made sure to face back around before you returned.”

Lumine struggled to find a response. “You could have escaped and you used that skill to braid your hair and sit?” She asked confounded.

“You surmise correctly.”

It was so absurd she wouldn’t have believed it if she hadn’t noticed that he had also removed his gloves, probably made it easier to braid his hair? Though she quietly wondered how he did that she resisted asking him for a demonstration. Instead she asked him why.

“I don’t need to escape.” He said meekly.

That answer rubbed her the wrong way. She repeated her question asking him why.

Albedo shook his head leaning back against the pole, looking drained. “Nothing nefarious. As long as Godwin and the city is safe, I don’t mind what happens to me. Until you can come up with a way to prove my identity or you find Durin, I will do what I can.”

Lumine shook her head tapping her sword point on the stone wall contemplating his answers. So far he was convincing but nothing stuck out.

“Alright. I’ll bite. So if you are the real Albedo, where is Durin?”

He shook his head. “Unfortunately, I don’t know. He disappeared after a heavy skirmish.” “Well that’s convenient.” She scoffed. “Far from it. Godwin was injured and his need for medical attention was growing more urgent. So I made the risky decision to flee back to the city. I haven’t seen hide or tail of Durin since.” He cleared his throat. “So to speak.”

“Uh-huh.” A likely story. She gave him a once over. “You aren’t beaten as badly as Godwin. All that fire from a dragon and there’s barely a scratch on you, why is that?” She accused gesturing over him with the exposed sword point. But looking closer she noticed he still had cuts and bruises but instead of blood a golden substance seemed to leak from the scrapes.

“I am not human.” He reminded. It was so matter of fact, she had nearly forgotten. Albedo went on, “As a byproduct of my Alchemical existence is that I have no blood. Not the same way anyway. I believe some myths refer to it as ichor.” He held a hand over a particularly bad scrape on his arm above his elbow, soaking through with shining liquid. A dim light shone through his fingers, removing his hand revealed the cut to be healed.

“It’s not much, but thankfully alchemy heals me. I’m afraid even if they had taken me to the cathedral the sisters could only do so much.”

Her accusations dissolved, she grew somber watching him patch another cut. It to stung as he healed the area but he seemed accustomed to the pain. Mostly.

Averting her gaze she asked, “Why did you consent to custody?”

He paused.

She lifted her chin solidifying her question. She wanted the real reason.

He sighed, the golden light fading. “So Klee wouldn’t see me like this. She’s too young to understand sometimes you have to go through hard things for the greater good. Plus I have a pretty good guess how she’d react. Based on that hypothesis, Mond is in enough trouble as it is. The last thing the city needs are her Jumpty Dumpty’s.”

She rubbed her forehead hiding a smile. Durin wouldn’t know the fiery wrath of the Spark Knight.

“I’m so sorry Albedo.” Rushing forward she grew the geo spike in the lock on the cuffs until it burst the hand cuffs. (She wished she’d asked for the key now. Hopefully the knights would accept mora in exchange for destroying their property.)

He thanked her rubbing his wrists.

“So if you’re the real Albedo, how do we find Durin-?”

But he wasn’t listening, he paused looking over her shoulder. “Sucrose?”

She turned and he was right, Sucrose was running across the yard.

“I’m sorry Lumine,” she gushed fixing her glasses hands on her knees, panting hard, her words slurring . “
I know you’re an honorary knight and all but it just didn’t sit right with me.”

“Whoa slow down, what happened?” Lumine asked lost but a sense of unease grew in her chest.

She took a breath slowing hear speech but not by much. “I couldn’t stand to see Albedo in such a condition. He was so pitiful, he put on a brave face for everyone but he was in so much pain after everyone left, I had to help him. So I waited for you to leave and I broke him out of confinement and took him to the cathedral to be healed. They should take good care of him and he won’t be able to escape and after they can bring him-”

Her gaze fell on Albedo. “-right back.”

Lumine’s stomach dropped to the floor, her feet frozen in place. So her nightmare had come true.

“But how is this possible- you answered all my questions so thoroughly.” Sucrose asked frantically thinking back.

“Did you ask the one in confinement any questions?” Albedo cut in.

She shook her head. “I saw- I saw you in the cell, I didn’t think I needed to.” She trailed off.

“Where is he now?” Albedo asked his alarm masked by wall of even calmness.

Her gaze traveled up the wall to the cathedral over head.

Albedo took off. Rounding the corner and up the stairs Albedo noticed Lumine wasn’t being followed. He leaned over the railing.

“Lumine! Are you coming? I might need back up and I’m not at 100% capacity right now.”

“Yeah. Yeah be right there.” She said swallowing bile that crept into her throat, unconsciously she put an hand on her chest trying to slow her racing heart.

“I’ll come too!” Sucrose cried darting up the stairs.

“Wait! Sucrose! It could be dangerous, come back!” Albedo chased after her.

Lumine took a few hurried steps before leaning against the wall at the bottom of the steps. Her heart was pounding out of her chest, a sense of nausea and dread filled her. No, she coaxed herself, her friends were up there. She could panic later. Her friends needed her. Taking one step and than another she spurred herself up the stairs.

The cold mountain wind was already seeming to get to the company. Hesitantly they followed him as they continued to deviate from the regular patrol path. Kaeya wasn’t bothered by the cold (at least not if you asked him). He was more preoccupied by the fatigue starting to take hold. He almost regretted not taking up Jean’s offer. He definitely wished he’d grabbed more than bacon on the way out too. A sharp gust raised a few alarmed gasps. Admittedly he should have allowed them more time to prepare before deviating from their usual patrol course, but they were here now. They wouldn’t be long. He had assured them that this would be much more productive for the safety of Mondstadt than the back trails of some hilichurl haven.

“So- what are we looking for, Captain?”

Lost in thought his only response was a yawn, almost wider than that of the mouth of the cave they were entering.

“Captain?” The knight insisted again, his sword clutched in his hand.

Stretching an arm over his head he rolled his shoulders before summoning his sword. The last of the party to do so.

“Just stay close and if you see any wisps don’t pay attention.”

“Well that’s what we’re not looking for…” Someone muttered. They probably hoped the complaint would be lost in the background of their marching and clanking armor.

“Friends, I’m, missing an eye, not an ear.” He sighed, this should be second nature by now. “This is a simple reconnaissance mission. The Honorary Knight and I were here yesterday and we were close to a breakthrough on the leyline situation. There’s a lot of monsters so stick together and dispatch them quickly. If you see anything suspicious aside from that, let me know and we’ll make a note of it, and if you see any dragons-”

“Dragons?” An unfamiliar voice asked.

Kaeya turned, unfortunately it was to the left, losing precious seconds on his blind spot. A sack was over his head in seconds, and he was pushed to the ground. Grappling with for his sword he didn’t search for long. What felt like a club came down on his head.

Water sloshed onto Kaeya’s face, startling him awake, the sack yanked off his head. Sputtering and coughing as he gasped for air. Squinting in the sudden light, he struggled to get his bearings in the unfamiliar cave. Struggling to move he realized he forced to stand tied to some kind of stake, his ankles sliding out from beneath him.

“Sir, he’s awake.”

A rough hand grasped Kaeya’s hair tipping his head back so he could see his captors. Dozens of Fatui stood around many with weapons, some aimed at him. A chill went through him, where was his Company?

“Captain!” A knight shouted.

A shred of relief went through him realizing the others were here alive.

“I’m here! Is everyone okay!”

Several shouted back echoing the sentiment.

“Shut up!” One of the guards insisted, firing a pyro musket at the ceiling. The shot exploding echoes around the cavern and bits of debris down down on their heads.

“Could you be anymore stupid?” Someone asked, voice dripping with jaded sarcasm. “Are you trying to bring the mountain down on top of us?”

“Sorry, Sir.” The Fatus immediately apologized.

“Imbecile.” He muttered, turning to Kaeya.

Clearly this was the man in charge. Struggling to straighten his spine and look him in the eye the best he could do was a half bent posture, one leg halfway out in front of him. He glowered over his nose at him.

“So this is what Mondstadt calls a ‘Captain?’ Pathetic. Fine, so tell me ‘Captain,’ what was that you said earlier about dragons?”

“Uh- Sir?”

The room stiffened. The man stood straight, his gaze snapping towards the direction of the Fatus who had spoken out of turn. He barely looked at him through the gauze draping from the wide brimmed hat, but the Fatus withered under the dark stare.

“What is it?”

Swallowing he spoke up. “I apologize for the interruption but um- his eye?” The Fatus trailed off.

It was the Kaeya realized his eyepatch had been nearly pulled off his face when they’d ripped the sack off. It barely clung to his forehead by his now soaked hair, leaving his scarred eye exposed. Instinctively he looked down.

“Ashamed of the bad eye, are you? Or perhaps my minion is just squeamish.” He glared again at the Fatus behind him, he shrunk to the back. “Fine. If it means I get to get on with my interrogation uninterrupted you may fix it.”

“Yes sir.” The man ran forward pulling it down on his face, pulling his hair. Involuntarily Kaeya flinched, but thankfully the fatus had the kindness to pull the hair tucked from behind the eyepatch out of his eye.

“There, happy now?”

The fatui soldier said nothing, bowing his head he fell back in line.

“Pfft, typical.” He scoffed. His gaze fell back on Kaeya.

“Comfy?”

“Who are you?” Kaeya asked.

He scoffed in annoyance. “You mortals are all the same. You’re in no position to be asking questions and here you are expecting me to answer. What difference does it make who your captor is?”

“We could make a trade? My name for yours?” Kaeya said hoarsely, his joke sounding almost as weak as he felt. He shifted his position attempting to stand straighter.

He rolled his eyes, “I am Scaramouch, the 6th Fatui harbinger, and you-”

“Kaey-”

Scaramouch stepped forward he barely touched him before he sent bolts of lighting through him. Kaeya’s spine arced, struggling he refused to scream, still the electro energy coursed through his body.

Scaramouch let go, Kaeya fell dangling by his wrists tied to the pole.

“I wasn’t finished. Now. What was that you said about dragons?”

Panicked they bust through the doors of the Cathedral only to find no obvious threat in sight.

“Where is he?” Lumine demanded, her voice echoing through the chapel.

They stood there panting waiting for a reply but none came. Several eyes of the sick and wounded darted in their direction. Many were on cots in the sides of the walls now that they had become too numerous, a few were laid on whatever church pew was available. At the commotion some sat up, the curious eyes made her uneasy, queasy she took a step back, her chest pinching.

“Where is who?” A Sister asked coming forward. “What is the ruckus about? If you could keep it down- oh Albedo! We were worried sick. What a relief to see you’re alright. We heard you had gone missing. Please sit down.” She pulled at his elbow ushering him to sit at the nearest pew.

“Thank you for your concern, Barbara, but I am well enough. Have you seen anything odd?”

“Odd?” She lowered her voice. “The only odd thing I’ve seen, aside from the whole of Mondstadt falling ill at the same time is you all bursting in. Are you sure you’re all quite well?”

“Fine.” Albedo assured. “We were told- Are you sure you haven’t seen anyone come in- someone that looks a bit like-?” He began struggling to find the words.

“Albedo?” Sucrose asked suddenly reached out grabbing his arm.

He scanned her face turning to face her ignoring Barbara’s concerned expression. “Sucrose? What’s wrong?” “Albedo? Where did you go?” His brow knit together, clasping a hand over hers, “I- I’m right here. But you have your glasses on. Why-”

“Get- get away from him!” She cried, still breathing hard.

Albedo turned her to face him. “Sucrose, what-?” His questions cut off when she began pounding fists on his chest.

“You stay away from him! Albedo! I- I’ll save you.” She hit sensitive spot and her wrist twinged in pain. Gasping cradling her wrist it she sank to her knees.

“Sucrose!” Immediately Albedo dropped to his knees steadying her shoulders, cupping her flushed cheek in one hand.

“Oh dear,” Barbara gasped kneeling to assist. Clasping a hand to her forehead she confirmed she had a fever and quickly called for help to take her in, but Albedo had that covered. Scooping her up she was quickly taken to be examined.

Clasping the hilt of her sword she let it fall ever so slightly. So that was it. There was no dragon, only another hallucination. Another Anemo user fallen victim to the strange epidemic. Sucrose was safe, they were safe now; so did she still feel on edge?

Her gaze wandered the room, her sword still in hand, but everything was fine. In fact people were beginning to stare.

“Miss Honorary Knight?” A sister asked making her jump. “Are you alright?”

“Yeah. Yeah.” She waved, her chest heaving.

“You sure? You should sit down, too.”

“I’m fine, thanks.” She said breathed trying to calm her heart racing.

“It’s no trouble, there should be room over-”

“I just need some air.” She said abruptly, hurriedly strode towards the side door leaving the bewildered Sister behind.

Punching open the door with both hands she shoved her ways outside storming her way to the side garden, pacing. Something was definitely wrong, she could feel it in her bones. But nothing was. Her mind rushed, she looked around tense but she was decidedly alone.

As usual.

She’d figure it out. She always did. She looked around at the desolate court yard. Through the stained glass she could almost make out the words of a sister asking for assistance.

How was she supposed to protect everyone if no one believed her. Least of all if the threat wasn’t even real. She huffed trying to slow her still racing heart, grimacing. She’d come outside for some cool air but it seemed warmer out here than before. She wasn’t sure when she’d thrown her sword away. She tugged at her hair casting a glance at the sky.

But if Durin wasn’t here, where was he? Dvalin was still circling, it made her dizzy. She shook her head, but it did nothing to clear the her head. In fact it made it worse. She stopped, leaning against against buttress, rubbing her forehead again willing the sensation to pass.

A branch snapped to her right sending her heart into her throat. Arming herself, turning but in the same motion she was immediately left disarmed and staggering. Clattering to the ground sword shattered into golden elemental particles on impact.

“Easy Girlie, it’s me.” Ajax said cooly relaxing his grip on her arm. “Girlie?”

She stood pulling her arm at his grip, hair covering her eyes.

“Lumine.” Concerned Ajax tried to turn her face so he could look at her. But she backed away, her breathing ragged, her chest clenching.

“I’m fine, let me go. I don’t need you to look after me.” She spat.

“Whoa, where did this come from?”

He had only held onto her arm for mere seconds but she struggled like a caged animal her face pale. He knew better than to startle her while she was armed but now he almost wished he’d taken the risk. “What’s wrong did something happen?”

She hadn’t even been able to put up a fight. She had beat Ajax dozens of times in the past, but if she couldn’t even manage to hold onto her sword what would that mean in the face of a dragon? What would happen to her friends? To the city? Would Durin stop there?

“Hey- with me.” She made out in the echoes. Childe again attempted to turn her chin to look at him. “What’s going on? I can’t read your mind.”

“I thought- Durin…”

Sympathy was not an expression she saw on his face often, and she didn’t see it now either, she focused on breathing through the pinched nerve in her chest that seemed to be crushing her lungs. The ache passed from her chest into her stomach.

“Take a breath, you look like you’re going to-”

Her mouth began to sweat, panicked eyes widened, flicking about looking for an escape.

“Girlie?” Ajax said his voice distant. He may have been trying to coax her out of it but she couldn’t hear him.

Her knees shook. Turning she only made it a half dozen paces before she ended up watering the nearest bush with her breakfast.

“Oh Lumi.”

Legs shaking she fell to her knees, retching between her her hands pressed into the grass.

“I’m coming up behind you, I’m going to help you.” He said letting her know he was there. Approaching cautiously he knelt beside her. “I’m going to grab your hair, okay?” How’s this?” He asked beginning to rubbing circles her back, the other hand lighting pulling her hair strands behind her neck.

She gagged, sending another wave of vomit.

“It’s okay, just get it up.”

She didn’t want to, it was vile. Her throat burned, she shivered as everything in her begged her to run or but somewhere deep down also wanted to hide in the deepest cave in the Mare Jivari and never come back out. But she couldn’t do anything besides gasp for air as her body expelled her first proper breakfast in days.

“Deep breaths. I got you.”

The worst of the vomiting seemed to subside for a moment but Archons, she was still so hot. A sob escaped her, tears dripping down her nose and cheeks. Attempting to stop the tears coughing as she did so, she choked instead she dry heaved. Oh Archons, when would it end? Shivering she dry heaved again.

“Hey hey, breathe. Slowly Try to focus on me.” Ajax said firmly. “In through the nose. Just like practice.”

Memories of sparring came back to her, part of keeping even control over the elements involved not just martial prowess but control over your mind and body. They had both expressed that even though strict breathing practices felt pointless they knew it had to be done. So in their disdain for the monotonous practice of concentrated breathing they found that if they did it together it made it more bearable.

“With me, okay? In through your nose, out through the mouth.”

She gave a vague semblance of a nod panting, channeling her shuddering breaths in through her nose and out her mouth has he suggested. The smell only got to her for a second, coughing she spat the vile taste from her mouth.

“You’re doing good.” He encouraged, though it felt strange to hear so much praise over this. Thankfully the technique seemed to be working, immediate nausea settled, though her stomach and throat still burned. When she was ready she turned sitting down.

“Just like that. Are you okay? Do you feel like you need to throw up again?”

She shrugged not meeting his gaze.

Ajax only nodded at the noncommittal reply. Kneeling back, he held up a hand. His vision glowed softly as he conjured a small ball of water that hovered above his gloved. “Maybe you are sick.”

“Told you.” But there was no enjoyment in gloating now. She spat again.

He made a skeptical face, he’d meant it as a joke, she seemed fine a moment ago. Preoccupied but fine. Pulling off his glove he reached for her forehead again but she dodged. Smoothly he tucked his arm pretending to scratch his neck.

“Hmm. Well good news is you’re safe here. Here, can you drink this?” He implored but Lumine gave no response, her expression distant and her eyes seemed glassed over.

“Hey, come back to me.” He said resting a gentle hand on her shoulder, thankfully she didn’t startle so much this time. “Drink.”

Begrudgingly she tipped her head back. Channeling the water, the refreshing coolness pooled in her mouth before she swallowed. When she was through she swallowed turning her head. Ajax tossed the rest of the water over the mess over the bush.

“Better now? What happened just now?”

She shook her head her thoughts still reeling. Childe rolled his eyes. “You’re the one that talks about good communication all the time. Try.”

She shook her head again unable to explain. “You… Scared me.” She gulped.

He bobbed his head to the side considering this. A woman who fought dragons and gods was scared by his surprise approach? Still he thought better of approaching her this way. “I only saw you half an hour ago?”

She shook her head again, that wasn’t it. The panic that had torn through her like the world was ending wasn’t the easiest to explain. Still, he was right she should try.

“I had a lot on my mind before you came over.” She said.

“And all I said was ‘hello’.”

“By attacking me?” She said incredulous.

“That’s fair, but to your credit I had to disarm you. I know you. What were you doing out here anyway?” He insisted, getting the idea he didn’t know the whole story.

Giving up on her secrecy she attempted to sum up the rest of story about Sucrose and Albedo. Which unfortunately meant she had to share her nightmare from the night before, it felt so real. How all the anemo users are getting sick and she can’t seem to help.

“It makes me sick to think that everyone was just carrying on like nothing and I guess I lost it at some point. There’s so much happening and I can’t control it-”

His eyebrows drew together, she had been keeping the nightmares from him. She looked away knowing he was about to say something else about how communication was important.

Ajax nodded, putting a hand under chin directing her gaze back at him. “Sometimes carrying on is all you can do.”

“But- how?”

And that’s it, the question of the ages isn’t it? How do you keep going when nothing seems to be going right and even less seems to be in your control?

Instead of an answer she felt herself being pulled into a hug, the warmth startled her, but unlike a moment ago this brought comfort and relief. The tears welled once again but this time she found they weren’t only hers.

A small drip landed on the top of her head, looking up she found Ajax’s eyes red and brimming.

He turned his gaze, clearly she wasn’t supposed to see that.

“What’s the matter, why are you crying?”

Frustrated with himself he pinched his nose, looking away..

“Don’t you start too.” Lumine coughed into her fist, annoyed.

“Must be tired.” He said rubbing his eyes.

She reached a palm to his cheek. “I’m not mad.”

Defeated he sighed. “I’ve spent my whole life getting stronger, fighting everything I can so that there isn’t a foe I can’t defeat. But…”

“But?” He brows drew together. Was he actually being vulnerable?

He sighed again the tears fading, “I can’t always protect the people I care about, least of all you. Originally I sought out every chance I could to get stronger to prove what I could be. But the more you fight the more you see what the world needs protecting from.”

Lumine nodded into her lap. She knew that feeling.”

“But I can’t even protect my own girlfriend. Monsters, sure. Not from things like this. And forget my family.”

A coughing fit seized her, her shoulders shaking. Ajax clasped her arms around her shoulders, she leaned over in case she threw up again but it passed. Gasping she relaxed, she laid her head on his chest. “I wish so he could put a sword or an arrow in whatever this plague is-” He said bitterly, he growled. Instead he stroked her arm until she was ready to speak. “Maybe you can’t, and you definitely can’t fight my demons or nightmares for me-”

“It sounds ridiculous, I know.” Sidestepping the burn in advance.

“But,” She emphasized, “You’re here for me now, aren’t you?” She threaded an arm under his pulling him closer. “And you were strong enough to share that with me.”

She coughed into her fist. “That’s enough for me.” She said horsely.

He considered this for a moment.

She rolled her eyes again. “What are you shocked that emotions can make you stronger?”

“No, I just think you’re wonderful-”

“Aw-”

“-And confusing.”

“Oh.”

“One second I’m helping you down from a panic attack the next you’re comforting me. You’ve got skills Traveler.”

She chuckled. His hand suddenly clamped over her forehead. Childe was quiet.

“No fair. Was this all a trick for you to see if I have a fever?”

“If it saves me face then, sure, let’s go with that.” He took his hand back. “You do feel a little warm but hard to say if it’s a fever. But we should still get you at looked at and cleaned up. Can you stand?” He

“Right.” She trailed off as he helped her to stand. Childe headed towards the door reaching for the handle. “Wait! Where are you going? Someone will see you.”

“I’m not leaving my Princess alone with a dragon on the loose, whether she’s a knight or not. Now let’s get inside. The hunt can wait for the both of us.”

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“The hunt can wait for the both of us.”

Sure it could, but she doubted it. Doing her best to ignore that he had just called her his Princess and Knight in the same sentence, she pushed away the butterflies. Or perhaps the after effects of nausea? She really couldn’t tell. Choosing to believe it was the latter she rolled her eyes. Ajax waited expectantly by the door, flexing his wrist as he slid his glove back on. His stare boring into her, effectively returning her own. Only then did she realize he was serious.

“I can’t let you do that!” She said exasperated. “Mond isn’t exactly on friendly terms with the Fatui right now.” She cast a nervous glance still nervous someone would come to investigate.

“And none of that is your fault, so you don’t have to protect me from it. I am Harbinger after all.” He said unashamed. “There’s bound to be some political strife every now and again. I am here to help you now, the rest of that and whatever Scaramouche might be planning can wait. If it comes up, so be it. I’m not going to argue over this. You said so yourself that you don’t feel well.” He gestured to the door with both hands, “Here are the people who can help. Why the hesitation? I doubt that you’ve magically been cured after expressing your feelings.” He noted her shaking like a leaf and dug further. “Could it be that the illustrious Traveler has learned how to deal hits and take them but not how to heal from them?”

“That’s rich coming from you.”

“I take the time I have to.”

She gave him a look under an arced judgmental eyebrow.

“Touche, but we aren’t talking about me. You’re supposed to be fighting monsters not your own will to keep going.”

Her jaw hung gapping like a fish for a moment before snapping it shut.

He knew he had her then. Still it wouldn’t be fair, he held up a hand. “Alright, you get one chance. If you can think of one valid reason for me not to take you in there, I’ll let go of the idea.”

He folded his arms waiting. Her gaze flicked around struggling to find the words.

“The sisters are busy…” She trailed off.

“Nope. We’re going.” Stalking forward and with little time or energy to dodge he scooped her up in his arms, bridal style.

“Wait! I got it all up, there’s nothing else they can do for me-”

“Going in.” Ignoring her pleas, he leaned back kicking the doors open.

The thudding doors caused quite the commotion. The sudden jolt instinctively brought her arms around his neck to keep from falling. She wanted desperately to hide as every eye in the room found her for the second time that day. Briefly she even considered pretending to pass out, but that would be more embarrassing. Hesitantly she let go, but then what was she supposed to do with her arms? She could feel heat cloud her cheeks, folding them in her lap. Mortified still as multiple sisters began walking their direction. She wished she could close her eyes and somehow wake up back in her teapot and this whole thing would just be a bad dream. Then Childe decided to make it worse.

“Someone help! I have a special case. It’s urgent.” He made sure to make eye contact with her as he finished. She looked away, keeping her head down in case any of her friends were nearby. She couldn’t handle anymore pity. But she could feel his chest bounce as he chuckled at her. “Pout all you want,” he whispered. “You’ll feel better soon.”

“I’m sure I will after I bury you-” She hissed.

“You couldn’t lift a sword right now let alone a shovel-” He retorted. Archons he was so smug. “Sister, you have to help her!” He called.

“By the Seven! What is going on?” A sister exclaimed coming over.

“Help?” Said another urging the other one to get back to work. “What sort of help? You better have an explanation for making such a ruckus.”

Ajax didn’t need to be told twice, he was already halfway through the explanation when the Sister (unfortunately) recognized her.

“Miss Honorary Knight! What’s the trouble?”

Tartaglia made up a brief story about finding her sick in the courtyard and brought her inside as she lacked the strength. Earning a pinch from her.

“Oh you poor thing, so pale.” The sister gushed, standing on her toes she clapped her own hand over her forehead.

Lumine patiently froze, resisting a growl. If one more person unexpectedly touched her forehead-

“It certainly looks like whatever sickness is going around. I should have known it was only a matter of time before-” She stopped herself, briefly clearing her throat. Lumine arched an eyebrow that went unnoticed. “Right this way, Mister…?”

“Tartaglia.” He finished following behind, his boots clicking on the stone.

“Mister Tartaglia. That’s- exotic.” She muttered. “I’m afraid you’ve come at a busy time so you’ll have to share rooms. We don’t have many examination beds open.”

“Just as long as you hurry. Right, ‘Miss Honorary Knight’?”

She huffed at the sarcasm on her honorific, turning her head refusing to speak to him. He shrugged, the silent treatment was fine by him.

Passing pillars and pews her gaze wandered the room. So many people suffering from this strange plague. Silent coughs and muffled groans echoed through the great hall of the cathedral. A surge of determination filled her as she longed to help, now it seemed she was one of them. She had honestly thought that her luck would hold up seeing as she didn’t have a vision. Would it spread to her anemo using friends in other nations? She winced at the idea, they had to find the source and slay the dragon.

As though sensing her thoughts Childe held her tighter. She rolled her eyes at him in the opposite direction still unhappy with his antics, when she caught sight of a familiar door.

“Actually,” she called out, ‘I don’t mind if I share that one.” She said pointing at the door.

Ajax stopped in front of it, in turn halting the sister leading them.

“This room in particular? I don’t know if that’s available, but I can check.” Peeking her head inside she spoke low so that the couldn’t hear. Then stepping back she held it wide, ushering them in. “They’re just about finished, it will only be a few minutes.”

Still bridal style in his arms he carried her into the exam room.

“They’re about finished, please wait here, we’ll get you more comfortable in a minute.” She whisked off to go help set up.

Once she was out of earshot Ajax dipped his head close to her ear. “Hear that? We’ll be more comfortable in a minute.”

The glare she gave him was sharper than daggers. “You’re insufferable.”

“I was kidding.”

“And I’m not, put me down.” She said pushing on his chest to get away.

“Make me.”

She squirmed against his grip until he grabbed one of her wrists to keep her from struggling.

“Save the fighting for the dragon. Or at least until you’re better. Speaking of, while we’re waiting, what are your plans for Monday? I suppose we could-”

“We’re all going to die and you want to spar?” She asked incredulous.

“We are not gonna die.” They just had to find a way to live first.

“You are so arrogant it’s unbelievable-”

“Over here please.” The sister interrupted. She gestured to an open exam table. “I’ll be back in a moment.”

“Put me down.” Lumine immediately demanded after she left.

“As you wish.” He relaxed his grip pretending to drop her. Gasping, an arm flew around his neck to steady herself. Chuckling he sat her down gently.

“That wasn’t funny.” She chastised. She pushed her hair from her face, “And I for one would love to hear your brilliant plan for saving the city.”

“I’m not so much concerned about the city right now as I am- Oh Sister, just a minute!” He said already distracted by a passing figure outside.

“And don’t tell me your best idea is to go barreling in and-” She admonished, but he was already gone, following the passing sister out of the room.

She scoffed in disbelief that he would pull a prank and just leave mid argument. Not 10 minutes ago he had been in tears. Did she even know him? Had any of that been real?

The sudden insecurity welled heavy in her chest. Why was she doubting him now? Still, she felt alone. A tear threatened to fall and she bit her lip willing the tears away.

“Traveler?” A voice asked.

She jumped, turning around she found Glory seated at Venti’s bedside. She stared in her direction as though into her soul (though she still wore her blindfold), he unseeing gaze independent of her careful movements to mop Venti’s pallid face.

“Glory!” She said hurriedly brushing her cheek. “I didn’t see you there- um…”

“It’s alright,” she encouraged, “I didn’t see anything.”

Lumine smirked in spite of herself at the joke. It made her realize what a long day it had already been. “How much did you hear?”

“Not much. I was focusing on him. How are things? Are you alright?”

“Um, mostly.”

“Right.” She took the hint, taking the cloth she wrung it out in a wooden bowl of water, “Any closer to solving leyline crisis since last night ?”

“Not really.” She said too fast before she could think of some kind of hopeful excuse. “But Dvalin is protecting the city.” She fumbled.

“That’s good.” Glory smiled. “Sounds like the Dragon of the East missed us a little after all.”

A small cough brought their attention to Venti. “Dvalin may not be a wind anymore but he does care.” He said hoarsely.

Lumine sat up swinging her legs to the other side of the cot. “Venti, how are you?”

Glory stood up, “If you’re awake, I’ll let you two catch up while I go find Sister Grace. It’s past time for your medicine.”

Venti groaned. “Not that awful stuff, it’s worse than cheese pancakes. Can’t I just have a cup or two of Cider instead?”

“No.” Both women said firmly. Venti squirmed, tucking his chin under the covers.

Glory bit her lip, though they weren’t sure if it was to keep from laughing or for feeling awkward at how harsh they sounded.

“I’m going to- go now. Be right back.” She stood, and with little trouble she exited into the hall.

Once she was gone Venti cleared his throat, “Well, well,” he said still hoarse but upbeat but a hidden level concern of his own crossed him. “Miss me that much you took the first open spot to visit?”

She cleared her throat, “Not exactly.”

“Aw, then it seems we’re bunk mates.” He had hoped to maintain levity in the conversation but could see the cloud of concern filing her. Any happiness she had initially had drained immediately seeing his pale face. His hat aside on the bedside table his hair lay mussed and clinging to his face. The mirth in his eyes now dark and distant, void of their usual glimmer. A hand lay limp on his pillow near his face. Her brow knit together. “Any better from yesterday?”

“Ehe.” He coughed.

“Right, right.” She trailed off. Turning her chin up she remembered their conversation the night before. “What did you mean before? When you said that this was all your fault?”

He coughed again, harder this time.

“I’m sorry, if I had noticed sooner-” She stopped herself reminding herself, surprised that Childe’s words seemed to echo in her mind. And none of that is your fault, so you don’t have to protect me from it.

She knew it wasn’t her fault, so setting aside her guilt her eyes instinctively narrowed.

“You lied to me.”

“Ehe,” he chuckled again, “Did I? I don’t recall…” His voice caught in his throat, coughing into the free hand, his breath hitched wheezing as he struggled to draw breath.

“Venti! Ah-” A sharp pain shot through her head when she moved, inhaling sharply against it the wind went down the wrong pipe, the dry air choking her, her head began to swim, the light in the room grew brighter, until it grew distant.

For a moment they sat there pathetically coughing together. Venti watched Lumine fade, forcing himself to to stay consciousness he watched a wary eye tagged on her as she continued to gasp into her hand.

“Traveler?” He croaked.

She continued to cough, the sound a little too familiar. She seemed to fall, cradling her head in her hands trying to grasp for breath. An eternity later and still no air came. Her eyes drooped, collapsing to one elbow until she fully lay down.

“Lumine! Heh- Help!“ he choked. But it was no use. No air himself, he couldn’t yell for help as much as he desperately wanted to. He’d have to go himself.

Gasping for the deepest breath he could he threw the covers off, it felt like tossing a sheet of chainmail how heavy they were to move. Limbs like iron, he fell out of bed his knees buckling, nearly failing the catch. Clutching the mattress for support his vision fuzzy, he gasped for air he pounded a fist on his uncompliant chest. The rushing winds were already starting

“Hold on, help is coming,” he gasped thickly. Sliding across the marble floor his knees shaking.

Scuffling back into the kitchen Diluc sighed morose. If only his leg could have been healed immediately. Now he was both literally and figuratively dead weight. As if in response it twinged at him, grimacing he kept on, nearly there.

The halls of HQ weren’t as haunting as he thought, at least when his friends were nearby, or there was an objective to focus on. He couldn’t even go home to take his mind off of things. His father would have given anything to walk these halls and he would kill to be anywhere but here.

Lost in thought he bumped into something small as he reentered the kitchen. He gasped through gritted teeth, the pain pulling him from his thoughts..

“Oh sorry Master Diluc, Klee didn’t see you. Are you okay?” She put out her hands conscious of his broken leg.

“Fine fine.”

“Where is everybody? Klee was worried, everybody was gone for a long time. Are they coming back soon?” She asked peering around his legs, the point of her hat barely coming up to his waist.

Diluc bit his lip looking in the same direction, he had thought so but honestly he wasn’t convinced. Not to mention he probably best she didn’t know that Albedo was back in the city. Instead he agreed that it would be soon. To his surprise she huffed.

“That’s what Jean always says when Klee wants to get out of solitary confinement. That could be foreeeever then.” Jumping she hopped on a chair resting her head in her arms on the table, her legs dangling, swinging sulkily. “Who’s going to play with me now?” She mumbled, it was obvious she hadn’t meant him to hear, finding a berry gently she twiddled it around rolling it between her small gloved finger and the table cloth.

He cleared his throat looking around. It had been a while since any child had approached him.

“Can I volunteer?”

She looked up unsure what he meant.

Not long after their ‘game’ started Paimon came in. And and hour later, the table was clear, most of the larger dishes haphazardly washed between Klee and Paimon with some direction and stacked to the side to dry, leaving the sharper utensils for someone later or when Diluc was up to standing.

Originally Paimon had nearly poked fun and the noble Diluc for suggesting some childs play, but a sharp look had quickly silenced her.

Currently, after some explanation from Diluc’s childhood recollection, they sat around a table with bated breath.

Diluc himself sat at the end of the table hands out in front of him, thumbs touching his pointer fingers raised.

“Now remember, aim carefully but with both eyes open, it steadies your aim.” He coached.

She nodded from the other side.

“You can do it!” Paimon cheered taking her spot on the sidelines. Eagerly she waited watching Klee take her place through balled fists.

“I know you can. This time for sure.”

Determined she lowered her gaze to her own hands, poised she held a small folded paper triangle in pinned to the table aimed at Diluc’s open hands. He goal in sight she stuck out her tongue sticking out in concentration. With a sharp flick she flicked it with all her might, sailing between his fingers the paper triangle hit him square in the chest.

“Goal!” They all cried. Klee leapt from the table jumping in a circle,

“I did itIdiditIdidit!”

“I knew you could!” Diluc supported making her giggle more.

“Let’s do it again.”

The clock on the wall chimed the hour quieting the celebration.

Paimon slapped her forehead, “Is it that late already?”

“They’ve been gone an awful long time.” Klee said, her voice ebbing in worry.

“They have.” He agreed, running a hand on his chin examining the clock as though it would answer his questions.

“We should go look for them.” Klee suggested, but it sounded more like an order.

He nodded again. “You’re right, we should. Help me reach my crutch.”

“Yah yah let’s go!” She said dragging the stick over.

The kitchen door opened wide revealing Jean. But upon closer examination she looked rather worse for wear.

“Oh yay! Master Jean is back!”

“Will someone go to my office for my special coffee mug? I could use some.” She said stumbling inside.

“Spark Knight Klee reporting for duty!” She saluted first promptly speeding off. On the way out she the edge of the door frame, poking her head back in. “And then we’re going to find Traveler and Lisa and Kaeya!”

Diluc had his suspicions already but she had 3 cups at breakfast. Paimon caught his eye, clearly she agreed. Another look towards the door and she got the message.

“It might be a little high up, Paimon will help.” She said a little too exaggerated.

Rolling his eyes into his hands, Jean dragged a chair out took a seat beside him at the head of the table, none the wiser.

“So-” he began.

“They’re fine. Everyone’s fine.” She said shortly.

“Good good…” The silence stretched on and so did her eye bags, normally she took great care in covering them up, his concern only grew. “And you’re…?”

“Fine.” She snapped, dropping her head to his shoulder. “Promise.” She grumbled.

“Jean?” Alarmed by her sudden closeness. Her head slid further towards his chest. He wouldn’t deny, somewhere in the back of his mind he still longed for that kind of intimacy but had chosen when he left Mond those years ago to forget about it. Perhaps?

He reached an arm around her. “Jean are you sure you’re alright? You’re behaving differently than you usually do. You seem drained-”

Something shattered in the hallway and he tensed nervous at being caught.

“What’s going on out there?” Diluc demanded.

“Nothing!” Paimon cried.

“Everything is under control!” Klee affirmed.

He doubted that. Still if it gave them a moments peace. “Children are all the same, still I see why you protect her. Jean?”

She hummed a sigh but didn’t rouse. Asleep that fast? Tearing off his glove one handed. His efforts were futile but he had to try. Reaching out to a glass of cold water someone had left for him earlier he cool his hand. “Come one, come on,” he chanted. “Jean wake up.” Patting his hand to her face she recoiled from the cold, the condensation from the glass mixing with the sweat glistening forehead.

“Paimon, Klee! Forget the mug! We have to go.”

“That’s good because the mug is kinda’-“ she said floating back into the kitchen dangling the mugs handle, gasping her words falling flat, along with the handle, shattering further on the tile. “Paimon will get Klee!”

Albedo shut the examination room door behind him. With Sucrose finally asleep he was at a loss of what to do next. And when he doesn’t know what to do next, he turned to facts. And logically there was nothing else he could do for Sucrose, Barbara and the others were doing everything they could. He had already wasted a half hour watching over her. But he couldn’t sit still anymore, as tired as he was. Taking a place out of the way by a column, summoning his pad and stylus he reexamined his notes.

Doppleganger- Threat nuetralized- false alarm.
Crossing that concern off the list he made a new section, underlining it.
Unidentified Plague X
Persons infected- Anemo Vision users.

That was easy enough to conclude. Though there was nothing concrete enough that could lead him to so much a hypothesize.

Could it be because of the Leyline Disorder disrupting the land? Still that wouldn’t explain why vision users were affected, they rarely experienced negative effects from leyline disturbances.

He felt someone bump into him nearly dropping his stylus. Turning to the disturbance but it was only Glory. She apologized profusely even as he quickly forgave.

“I use the pillars as guides.” She explained.

“It’s more than alright. It’s also partially my fault. I was lost in thought.”

“About what?” She prodded.

He hesitated but she seemed earnest. Few actually meant it.

“A Mora for your thoughts?”

“It’s just with everything going on and this plague. It’s peculiar at best.”

“I agree, the Cathedral is overrun. They can’t figure out the cause either. I was just on my way to find Sister Barbara for-”

Glory stiffened, suddenly turning in the opposite direction.

“Glory?”

He followed her turned ear, she seemed intent on something. Not 5 meters down the aisle were Lisa and Sister Barbara passed by their shoulders laden with none other than Godric. The group locked eyes nearly frozen in place.

Godric’s armor removed and was given a set of clean clothes. His more serious wounds had evidently been bandaged and taken care of, so as long as he took it easy he would be fine. Or so he thought. The medicine they had given him was only beginning to restore his senses, and though Glory had recently become accustomed to speaking softly on account of all the patients, Godwin had definitely heard her. His weary expression turned to longing, his eyes shining, she was even more beautiful than when he left (and even if the long absence were the reason for being so stricken he didn’t care.) Though she had worn the same outfit for two days while attending to the people with the sisters, her hair and eye bandage being a little rumpled and unkempt he wanted so badly to run to her and pull her close. Still he stood petrified and unmoving, as though pleading with himself to speak up.

Barbara nearly spoke up but Lisa cleared her throat eyeing Godwin. Ashamed, he looked at his feet, his side wincing. She shook her head again.

Barbara, cleared her own throat as they passed by barely a breaths length away. “Something I can do for you Glory?”

“Oh.” She said unsure, “It’s time for Venti’s medicine.”

“Dear me, you’re right. What would we do without your help? I’ll join you in a moment.” She said sweetly, though that didn’t stop a hidden look of pity over her shoulder as Godwin allowed them to lead him away to a church pew to rest, his eyes fixed emptily between the floor and the organ in the front.

Glory continued staring at the empty place her expression pensive.

“You alright?” Albedo said choosing to follow Godwin’s lead. Hopefully he’d come around soon.

“Sorry, I thought I heard…” She trailed off. I just could have sworn I heard someone, they sounded like Godwin.” She sighed. It even smells like him now but she kept that to herself. “I guess I must be missing him. After everything with Adler.”

“Not Adler. He…” Albedo trailed off. He hadn’t known him well, but they often passed by each other at Head Quarters.

“He didn’t make it.” She told him downcast.

“I am sorry.”

“Thank you.” She sniffed, her emotions welling again. “He died saving Mondstadt, I think that sort of honor was only fitting of what he wanted.”

A commotion caught their attention as a tall strangely dressed man came over to Barbara, polite but assertive he insisted she come with him and have a look. She agreed to momentarily. Albedo wondered what the mask was for, it was nearly as red as his hair. But shook his head there were more important things to worry about.

Glory sighed, “I should go back and wait for Sister Barbara.”

They parted, he turned back to his notes and Glory, glided her hand down the wall counting doors her mind otherwise wandering as the man bickered one-sidedly with Barbara. But reaching for the handle of the door, turning just fine but it to open she found she couldn’t push it open.

“Something the matter?” Albedo asked passively, looking up.

Puzzled she felt the door for other obstructions but found none. “Will you help me? Venti and the Traveler are in there. I tried but I can’t get it open.”

That was curious, there were no locked doors into her Cathedral. Waving his tablet and stylus away in a cloud of stardust he joined her but his efforts resulted in nearly same end. The door budged briefly as though being blocked from the inside. Applying more force it wouldn’t budge, a distinct rushing draft pouring from underneath the door.

Worried, Glory pushed with him, giving up she rested her ear against the door prompting him to join her.

“If you would excuse us?” A voice said. The insistent man behind them leading a weary Barbara, Sister Grace in tow. “Something the matter?”

Another person across the room called out calling the sisters away, leaving Tartaglia struggling, gesturing at the door in frustration. He turned back to calm but sternly he demanded and explanation.

Albedo explained the situation but Glory kept listening, “It’s muffled but I hear coughing, I don’t think they can breath!” She exclaimed.

Albedo conjured a tool box explaining he could remove the handle.

“Step aside,” Tartaglia said.

Hearing this Sister Grace looked up from her bandages across the room seeing Tartaglia getting in place, rolling his shoulder. “Oh please not the mahogany.” She winced as he kicked the door in.

The first thing Lumine notices was warmth, it was- nice. When she could see properly again she found herself on her back, Ajax leaning over her, cradling her neck, her name echoing in her ringing ears, worry crossing his his face squeezing one of her hands.

“Fine, I’m fine,” She insisted weakly, coughing, grimacing at her raw throat. “What happened?”

“By the Seven, you scared me. Hold on, I will be right back.” He said firmly. “Nurse! Sister!” He called.

Before she could say anything else he dashed from the room once more. Why was the door swinging from it’s hinges? She propped herself up on one elbow trying to get her bearings, blinking her head swam struggling to push back the spots clouding her vision. Had she passed out? She couldn’t remember. Looking around revealed no obvious explanation

Glory and Albedo helped Venti from the floor back to bed, urgently following
Ajax out the door.

“He cares about you a lot.” Venti noted, clearing his throat.

Shocked and tongue tied she shrugged looking at the door. “I suppose he is nice.”

“Now who’s lying?” He smirked knowingly. Coughing again, he lay back, sighing. He seemed more worn out than just a few moments ago. Had something happened?

“We haven’t known each other for long-”

He chuckled, “Long enough to perform the Kiss of Life without a second thought?”
Heat flushed her cheeks, clapping a hand over her mouth, evading his gaze. Had he really? And in front of everyone.

“Mondstadt is the city of love, you really think I wouldn’t recognize it when I see it?”
He huffed a light chuckle at her embarrassment.

She had forgotten about that. She slid a hand through her hair, snagging on a knot. Why was her hair suddenly tangled? Being so short it was difficult to do that. Still, distracted or not she had to make an excuse. “It’s really not that serious, we met on the road.”

“A liar and a player too it would seem. And believe me I play one.” He smirked at her, feigning innocence.

She looked him over, still too dizzy to keep up with his play on words. She sat up and he could tell she was still in denial.

He coughed once into his fist, he let it fall to his chest, absently rubbing the spot covered by rough felt blanket. “It can be hard to admit sometimes.”

She knew that tone, there was Venti. And then there was Barbatos. A silent pause rang between them. “What is?”

“That what the heart wants and what the mind thinks often differ. Which is right is up to you. When statuses divide and worlds collide but hearts intertwine. It be difficult to know who to turn to, but don’t fret. Even the most dissonant of players can harmonize their duet with some practice.”

Hurried and surprised people rushed to the door frame, alarmed they told them to wait there and ran off for supplies.

“I’m sorry what?” She shook her head feeling sluggish and slow. “Can you say that without the musical metaphors?”

“I’m saying if there’s anyone who has a good head on their shoulders that’s wise enough to decipher the difference it’s the Honor Knight.”

She nodded, her head feeling like someone had filled it with iron chunks. She rested her head in her hands.

Venti’s brow creased, he rolled over reaching out. “Traveler, remember when you asked me why I said it all of this was my fault?”

He was dropping lore now? She could barely recall the moment. “Originally, I mistakingly thought having my gnosis tied only me to Celestia and by coincidentally, the Heavenly Principles. I thought I was keeping Mondstadt safe and by removing that part of me it would only stripped me of my tether as Mondstadt’s Archon from their vanguard. I didn’t foresee how they would respond, and how far reaching the consequences would be.”

She looked up for a moment.“So are you saying your power relies on the Heavenly Principles?”

“In a manner of speaking, it would seem so. At least by the reach of my authority.” He conceded.

“Then are you saying you wanted her to take it? Why?”

“That’s complicated question that deserves an answer that I am not permitted to provide.” She sighed, clearly frustrated. He sympathized but the laws proceeded his very existence. “I may be unable to give you the answer you seek, but I can prevent as much of the devastation as I can before it comes to fruition.”

“What do you mean?”

“You shouldn’t have to suffer for my arrogance. I hope you know I am very sorry to have dragged you into all this.”

“Yeah sure, sorry for what?” Confused, she put her head down in her hands again, hardly able to think straight.

He frowned, “I need to finish-”

“Are you alright, Lumine?” Ajax asked coming up behind, resting a hand on her back he helped her lie down again.

From there it was a bustle of chaos as multiple people came in asking what happened? How are you’s? And young man, was kicking in the door really necessary, what would the Lord Barbatos say? It was but will promptly be replaced when she is well. Ajax insisting firmly he stay by her side and moving only when he had to. Where does it hurt? Goodness gracious it’s a mess in here. Oh dear, do you feel sick? Concerned friends asking why Venti had practically passed out on the floor between the beds? Did a tornado blow through here? Had anyone seen the Acting Grand Master? Alright everyone out, that includes you Mr. Tartaglia. We can’t work around every concerned acquaintance, you can wait outside. Why is it so breezy in here, did someone leave the door open? Why had the door been locked in the first place, it felt like a trying to open the door against the gales from the day before. And how were they feeling, does that hurt? I’m sorry, can you drink something? Here, drink up, I know how it tastes.

The memories awash with Barbara’s singing, hydro swirling between the both of them, soon Venti snored softly.

Seeing him finally at rest gave her a sense of peace. And just when some semblance of clarity was beginning to return that’s when roar ripped through the whole of the cathedral. The unmistakable wail of a dragon tore threw their ears like like a hawk tore through its prey. The stained glass windows began to crack. Those in the room clasped their hands over their ears. One hand clapped over her ear, with the other Lumine snatched her boots. Against the Sisters advice Lumine clambered out of bed falling over herself to get to the chapel.

Godwin slumped lower in his seat, sighing to himself. Only hushed reassuring whispers disturbed the silence. If only he had spoken up. Who was he kidding, he didn’t deserve to be a knight. He swore to protect Mondstadt and he couldn’t even help himself. It was bad enough that the he had been saved by the Favonious Alchemist, only to be dragged to safety by the Acting Grand Master herself and the Librarian- wait would he be tried for insubordination?

Either way the cat was out of the bag now. He wouldn’t even be afforded his last shred of honor for resigning on his own, he would be the talk of the town. After all why wouldn’t they talk? He deserved it. He didn’t make it for the expedition leaving them but he also didn’t report for normal active duty. He ran a hand down his face, but then shamefully he looked Glory in the face, after months he couldn’t even greet his own girlfriend. She was just as beautiful as ever, his heart ached, but she didn’t even know he was here. He deceived his blind girlfriend, who does that?

Gazing toward the front of the hall, the limited afternoon light settled through the windows. Hopefully Lord Barbatos would forgive him, at least. ‘Give me strength,’ he prayed, ‘for some way to make it up to her and everyone.’

Albedo stood a few rows ahead of him, conducting interviews, he was so certain the dragon’s trail was so close. Godwin had tried to remind him there was a dragon circling their heads when he had come to check on him. But knowing Albedo, he was likely still gathering intel on the situation. The morning watch was likely back over an hour ago, he didn’t understand why Albedo wouldn’t start with them. Still, now that he was back inside the city he realized how much he missed it and it’s peaceful bustle. Even a hard bench in the Cathedral beat the damp leaves of the wilderness.

“Coming! Be right there.”

Poor Sister, she’d overworked herself so much, the best she could do was close the more serious wounds. He wondered if she had slept at all the night before, or the other sisters for that matter. He doubted it.

He wanted to help. Glory had even found a way. And here he was feeling sorry for himself. He rolled his sore shoulder, slumping lower he looked down at his boot. Absently he picked a crushed sweet flower off the side of his boot.

She was such a good person, rarely thinking of herself. He twirled the dried flower between his fingers. The sunlight settled on it’s broken petals and he decided to do it. Next time he saw Glory he’d ask her forgiveness and-

The flower began to glow, not a pretty inspiring one, but something carnal and foreboding, a dark violet energy bubbled from the center.

Albedo perked up as though sensing the change. “Godwin? Godwin! Drop that! Get out of there!”

Godwin transfixed and sat staring, the swirling darkness curled down his arm.

A force knocked him to the ground, agitating his bruised ribs breaking the hypnotic state.

The flower transformed growing in energy into a cloud of dark matter, nearby patients panicked screaming and scrambling out of the way. Albedo was on his feet, sword summoned in hand separating them.

Unhindered the dark matter shrank matching Albedo in size.

“Nice to see you, Durin.”

The energy laughed, bubbling taking a new form. Violet purple light poured from it’s eyes, fangs curling into a spiteful grin.

“I can assure you, Brother.” His dark twin chuckled, “The feeling is not mutual.”

From across the room Tartaglia rose from his pew, he smirked pleased to finally get the chance to quench his blood lust.

“Durin, eh?” Summoning his hyrdo blades to hand he stepped back into his fighting stance, Things are finally getting interesting.”

Chapter Text

“Where is everyone?” Amber whispered creeping the door to the Favionious HQ open. They hadn’t so much as seen a soul as they made their way in from patrol that morning.

“They’re probably taking shelter from the storm.” Eula speculated. “But that doesn’t explain where the knights are.” Her eyes roved the empty hall skeptically. She was nearly wary enough to draw her blade.”

“Hello?” Amber called out.

A glass shattered followed by grunting.

“That came from the kitchen!” Amber cried, the two women nodded run. They were normally prepared for anything but nothing could have prepared them for the sight of Paimon and Klee and a now lame Diluc trying (and failing) to lift Jean from her seat at the table.

“What the blazes is happening here?” Eula demanded they dove to help. “I will have vengeance upon whoever has done this the Acting Grand Master.”

“Calm down,” Paimon chastised picking up one of her limp arms as they settled her back into the chair. “Paimon thinks it’s because of the anemo vision plage.”

“Vision plague?” Amber asked alarmed. Their long boarder patrol had left them uninformed of the happenings of the city, dragon and the plague. Hearing the news they of course immediately agreed to help.

“But wait!” Klee interrupted, “What about Kaeya? His company was supposed to be back ages ago.” She clutched worried fists to her chin, swaying anxiously. “How will we find him and get Master Jean to the doctor?”

They group locked eyes, that was an excellent question.

Eula tucked her hair behind her ear, “Well then it seems the duty belongs to me as Captain. Where did you say he had gone?”

Amber raised her hand from her elbow to speak, “As an Outrider I memorize the Scouting Routes of every company each week so I can find them faster if they need help. I believe he and his company should be investigating close to the Thousand Winds Temple.”

“No good.” Diluc interrupted.

They looked at him confused. “If I know him he wouldn’t stick to the set path. Especially not when he already took off towards Dragonspine yesterday.”

“You think the Cryo Cavalry Captain went to the blizzard ridden mountain at half strength?” Eula asked doubtfully.

“I do.”

“He would.” She ran a hand down her face. “That sounds like him. Though if I recall there’s not a pyro user in his cohort. Why would he do something so reckless-?”

The ground began to rumble at their feet.

“It’s another earthquake!” Klee cried. Eula scooped Jean and ducked under the table. Favoring his leg he quickly slid off the chair, wrapping arms over the two of them

Reaching Diluc’s arm as he eased himself down as well with some assistance from Amber. Protectively they tucked Jean and Klee between them all under a table.

“Wait for Paimon!” She screeched cuddling up next to them on Jean’s back.

The pile of neatly done dishes fell first, crashing to the floor, only shattering most of them. Next fell the sharp knives and cutlery. Smaller, they were able to bounce. Eula quickly summoned her claymore using it as a shield against the fall kitchen knives and other cutlery.

The shaking settled and hesitantly they emerged from their makeshift shelter.

“Quick thinking, Eula.” Amber complimented.

“Good to know that the earthquakes aren’t just random. Still, I will have my vengeance upon whatever retched thing is causing them. The sooner we find everyone we can stop this Dragon. Amber will you be okay?”

Amber hooked an arm under Jean’s arm. “Leave it to me! Just bring everybody back, I’ll be right behind you!”

The ceiling rumbled rousing Venti, his eyesight swaying. The unmistakable roar of a dragon filled what was left of his ears. He covered them in a force of habit.

“Barbatos.” A voice filled his head.

His message was clear, so many images filled his head at once. The dragon knew, but he couldn’t get involved, not after last time. The work the knights put into clearing the leylines was paying off, that or there must be a lot of elemental energy nearby to clear the communication paths between him and Dvalin.

He could feel the deep frown of Dvalin circling the city. What he wanted to do would certainly end some of the conflict but would it solve the problem? He doubted that, not after their last encounter.

“Your wounds just healed, leave this to me.”

Dvalin huffed, displeased by his urgings but agreed. Kicking off the covers his head swam. Wobbling he took a few steps, forgetting about his shoes. He didn’t have a plan but he would rather fight Durin one on one than send another person to war on his behalf. Weakest Archon or not.

“Again.”

No time to grit his teeth in anticipation Kaeya allowed only a small grunt to escape as his spine was once again used as a lightning rod.

“Talk!” The Fatui demanded.

Unwittingly Kaeya chuckled earning him another punch to the gut, spitting blood he only smiled, further enraging his interrogator. They had been at it for sometime and Kaeya, whether masochist or a glutton for punishment had been intermingling truth and falsehood throughout the whole thing. Thus drawing the attention of their captors away from his subordinates.

Another zap took out his knees from under him, he was running out of strength to keep standing so he dangled there for a moment.

“Not going to get up?” Scaramouche sniffed.

His wide brimmed hat was funnier from this angle anyway. That at least he had the sense to keep to himself.

“Good, at least You have one more chance. Where is the dragon?”

“Have you tried not looking? You kind of missed a whole battle, if you don’t want it to show up that’s really when it’s most likely to show up- Oogh-” He grunted at another impact, saving himself time Scaramouche punched him in the gut at the same time releasing another volt of lightning. Productive, he was multitasking. Kaeya respected that, though he wished he had a better strategy that didn’t imply flash cooking his insides.

“Get them out of my sight.”

“Why do you want to know about the dragon so bad anyway?” One of the party members groaned.

Scaramouche chuckled as he stooped down grasping Kaeya’s head by his hair. “Not that a worm like yourself would understand the complexities of a Harbinger, but unfortunately this is a complication of a larger scale than anticipated.”

Complication? He couldn’t do besides speculate from the awkward angle. His back started to ache. “So you were the one messing with the leylines.”

“Ha, you could say that. Though they were much more easily responsive than usual, as though something were already tapping with it’s power. Still, that didn’t limit our expansion on it, so I figured the more power the better right?”

“You think you brought the dragon back to life?”

Scaramouche dropped his head, turning around he shrugged arms out. It gave Kaeya whiplash. “It’s not important at the moment, I have subordinates studying the phenomenon.”

Kaeya thought that was putting it lightly. “A 500 year old dragon, it’s spine the literal back bone of the mountain, it’s namesake. Suddenly it springs comes back from it’s grave and you don’t care why or how?”

He considered this for a breath, “Then my subordinates will have to look into the phenomenon. All that matters now is that the dragon doesn’t interfere.”

“Interfere with what?”

But that is where the conversation was apparently ended. He could make out a smirk as the Harbinger walked away, he ordered the guards into action but he couldn’t hear what was spoken. Guards approached him rapidly taking down his ropes.

“Wait!” One of the knights cried out from his silence. “I know history, I could tell you about the dragon, just please don’t hurt him-”

A swift hook to his jaw with the butt end of a Fatui’s rifle silenced him. Coughing he spat out a tooth. “We should have you join him, you runt. Keep quiet till spoken to.”

Good thing Barbara was good with teeth, but Kaeya had to figure out how to get there first. And right now, each elbow locked down by a large, at least more able fatui he was still brainstorming.

“Actually, I think that’s a fair trade. If he give you info, will you let he and the other knights go?”

Scaramouche rolled his eyes at the annoyance. Normally Kaeya would be pleased to be wasting the time of his captors but he was starting to feel the times slipping away, as though their lives slipping away on a loose thread.

Still he seemed intrigued by the proposal. “I can’t have them running off and alerting any more pests. But if you’d like to sacrifice yourself-” he chuckled darkly, “Then perhaps I am willing to oblige.”

His head bagged once more Kaeya found himself slug over the shoulder of one of the larger fatus. Bound head and foot, he hated being no more useful than a sack of beans, still at least his troops would live.

“Hurry up, this place gives me the creeps.” One of them muttered.

“We’re almost there.”

“Not to disturb you, but what if the dragon comes back?” Kaeya prodded.

“Hush you,” his captor said gruffly with a shake. But Kaeya could tell he was rattled, he felt his shoulders tense.

“We’re here, throw him in!”

The one holding him seemed to hesitate, “Shouldn’t we give him a fighting chance?”

The one leading the way growled but told him to do whatever he wanted. Dropping him haphazardly to his knees he felt the ropes cut from his hands and feet.

Before Kaeya could ask where they were taking him they kicked him in the back, rolling violently down what felt like a flight of stairs.

Finally at the bottom he, groaning he reached up tearing the bag off of his head, coughing relieved to have fresh air searching for his eyepatch once more in the sack.

A large creaking his eye shot up up to see the domain door close. His heart sank as cryo monsters spawned behind him, screaming for blood.

“Durin, eh?” Childe chuckled darkly. He didn’t care who the dragon was much less what his name was. All he cared about was it gave him the opportunity to summon his hyrdo blades. One in each hand he stepped back into his fighting stance, “Don’t think I’ve fought an Abyss Dragon before. Things are finally getting interesting.” Tartaglia smirked.

The Abyssal energy pouring off of him was palpable and in a way intoxicating to him. He moved forward, anything to see how many slash of his blades it took to cut through it. But before he could a firm arm blocked his way.

“Stand down, this is a job for the knights.”

Begrudgingly, Childe did so. The knight was right, he wasn’t in their jurisdiction. He dropped the hydro swords, water pooling at his feet. But that didn’t mean he wouldn’t pounce when invited. So instead he sat counting. Waiting as patiently as a hunter could.

The guards rallied around Albedo. During stood still watching the circle form, as they called orders to each other. They closed the twins in the ring. The knights demands of the dragon went unanswered. Instead he scoffed.

“These are your forces? You could have the city on its knees and you bring this drivel to protect you?”

“They aren’t here to protect me.” Albedo said getting low, sword poised at the ready, refusing to strike first. “I’m here to protect them.”

Some of the knights exchanged glances, confused at how an alchemist was supposed to protect them when they had trained for years in combat.

“Stand down and there will be no trouble.” A nervous one knight ordered behind the dragon.

This time Durin’s smirk was in earnest, he seemed actually amused. Albedo tightened his grip. “I admire your boldness.” A slash of dark light spiked upwards from the ground impaling sending the knight across the room, he slammed into a pillar. Collapsing Durin scoffed, having not even turned to make the strike. “But not as much as I detest your arrogance.” And then his face looked a little funny. Tilting his gaze down he found a black ooze pouring from the leg of his pants. Turning back up Albedo’s blade edge was also black, the substance dripping to the floor. He had used his attack to lunge. The guard in the back shook himself rising from the floor. Not only had he made an attack he had blocked the worst of his strike.

“Clever but not enough.” Durin raised his blade, the darkness emanating from it caused screams from those in the back. The knights took a step back. Impaling the ground with his blade Durin let out a guttural roar. The circle widened by force he throwing the knights back.

It was here Lumine stumbled out of the infirmary into the chaos. Shivering, eyes bleary but filled with some unholy determination.

The blast pushing her temporarily back inside, shielding her face she forced her way out into the chapel.

“Lumi!” Ajax put a protective arm in front of her as she got her bearings and drew her sword. They skipped pleasantries as the destruction was apparent.

Albedo impaled his own sword into the floor, kneeling he stood his ground as the tile floor ruptured around them.

Ajax grabbed Lumine’s hand and leapt over the rocking wave of tiles. Acting fast Lumine threw down a wall of geo to stop the worst of the blast from rupturing more pews than necessary. The able bodied continued to move the the ill away from the fight as quickly as they could. Pulling her to the side they took temporary shelter behind the still standing pillars, Ajax eyeing the monster for an opportune time to strike.

Lumine shook her head, she certainly felt better from earlier but she was lagging. Two steps behind. In fact Ajax looked like he was looking for a safe place to stash her.

She reached up and grabbed his face to get his attention.

“Whoa, Girlie-” He said alarmed eyeing the fight. “Hi, as much as I’d love to can we do this later?”

“I need you to slap me.”

He blinked completely taken aback. He lowered his voice, “I can’t just hit my girlfriend.”

“You will at her request, and I can’t just slap myself. Come on these people need help and I need to wake up.” She demanded.

So he had heard her right. Perhaps he wasn’t as used to her antics as he thought. “I doubt slapping you will make you less sick. If I have to, can I pinch you instead?”

She rolled her eyes, “I don’t think that’s going to be strong enough.”

“Are you sure?” He said hesitant, searching for ramifications.

“Just make it quick, I thought you liked to fight-”

Childe dropped his hydro blades, the water soaking their boots as he cupped her face in his hands drawing her in to kiss her.

Pulling back leaving her stunned he smiled. “Good?”

“Good.” She confirmed. Great even. Somehow he had even managed to warm her up from her head to her toes. Covering surprised hand to her mouth, she could only stand in shock. Childe grinned back and dove into battle.

Childe leapt over the wreckage locking blades with the violet fire eyed demon, the look on his face somehow more alarming than the dragon’s. Pushing him off they charged back, hydro and abyssal steel clanging metal, it began creating a dense steam that turned into a fog.

“Knights get back!” Lumine summoned her sword to her hand charging lightning to its point she spun releasing a volley of electro into the fog, electrifying everything in it’s path. A couple of knights who were too close shocked dropped briefly dropped their weapons. Releasing a tornado the two elements began to swirl, lifting the dragon off his feet.
Tumbling head over heels he finally fell to the ground against the cathedral door.

Before he could get a chance to stand up Chile charged, but Durin was ready. Once again they locked blades once more the electro sizzled on Childe’s skin, seeming to absorb into the delusion hidden beneath his mask. He smirked saving that for later.

“These are your feeble efforts to stop me?” Durin chuckled as the cries of terror, hardly phased.

Lumine stood panting from the side her sword still pointed at their enemy. That wasn’t enough? How had that not done more than delay his next attack and even made him laugh?

Someone stood on a pew in near the front of the cathedral. “We can’t take this lying down!” He cried.

Someone else stood up beside him “Yeah- Do we have visions or not?”

Godwin sat up finally coming to. Startled by the events he could only lay and watch, his injuries smarting. Hearing the rallying words he got to his feet, holding his side. “These two are right.”

He ignored the mutters of those nearby, it was only a matter of time before somebody recognized him. He tried not to let that bother him now. “Those that are able lend your support in helping the sick and injured to safety. And those of you with training if you have it in you do what you can to stop the dragon by any means necessary!”

“For Mondstadt!” One person cried.

“For Barbatos!” The group cried out and people jumped into action.

Those on the edge of the isles paired with the sisters to move those too sick to move clearing the rest of the pews, those nearest the wreckage began launching anemo attacks. Pointed gusts and blades of wind pierced through the demonic abyssal smoke.

Lumine smiled at their enthusiasm, suddenly the nations anemo users all working together. If they could keep going she could too.

“Wind Blade!” She shouted charging back in, she blocked a few attacks from hitting those trying to escape.

Slowly Venti came into the hall, a violent scene lay before him a mixture of rage and wind strewn rapture. Those that had strength left fought the dragon back in place. Lumine at the side of the strong willed red head from before. He smirked knowingly but the pleasure faded. She held both hands pumping air into the dragon’s direction, sweat beading her forehead, creating a shield for those too weak to keep it up. But he could sense her pain as something snapped a little further. Biting a gasp she clasped a hand to her chest willing the wind to grow stronger still.

He knew that feeling all to well, as they commanded the wind, it seemed to unravel something in him a little further, like a loose thread being pulled from his chest, unaware of the damage.

A thread in a tapestry they had unknowingly been woven into, a symphony they were compulsorily playing for in an army Celestia had conscripted for some otiose purpose, their dreams wasted.

Was this how they wished to spend their freedom?

But that’s the hard thing about solving problems. To fill a hole you must also create a new one. It’s why Barbatos never liked being the archon, his duties never seemed to end. What helped one person inevitably hurt someone else. Secretly he sometimes envied the Traveler, going from nation to nation doing the good, she made it look so effortless. Worry passed his gaze knowing what came next.

The blast strengthened sending her sliding across the floor where she buckled to one knee. Her masked stranger taking a protective step in between her and the dragon. Beating off the attacks the civilians finally drew his attention elsewhere. Kneeling only for a moment to make she she was alright he charged back in, deciding that ending this fight would be the fastest way to protect her.

Lumine batted off a sister from behind that had come help her. Drawing her blade she charged forward just behind Tartaglia. This time she locked her own blade understanding Childe’s struggle, there was little she could do in this positions but deflect the immense power rolling off of the dragon. Albedo’s double grinned wickedly, fangs bared.

“I remember you, what’s the matter? No tricks?” He taunted.

Lumine charged her blade with as many elements as she could.

“Shame this will be a short lived battle. The illustrious Travels of the wanna be knight cut short.”

She scoffed pushing harder, her sword bending closer to his neck.

“And all before she could find that missing twin of hers.”

Her jaw went slack and he pushed her to the floor, rolling she rebounded quickly charging back in fueled by rage.

“I still owe you for that trick you pulled in the cavern.” Durin mocked his town overshadowed by anger. “You’ll be the first to witness the death of this city.”

She spat in his eye.

But Durin was done playing. With released another venomous blast. It took all her strength to deflect it, this time pushing her further than before. Her sword carving a thin but deep ravine as she slid back.

Venti sighed, he couldn’t fill every hole, but perhaps removing the shovel would help.

Lumine once again on her on her knees her sword point out carved into the ground finally pulling her to a stop. Huffing she moved to stand but couldn’t right away. Lucky all these people where her to help or she doubted she’d keep up the with the pace. She watched Albedo strategically place a geo blossom he leapt from it diving into the smoke. Even Lisa had taken up the fight, opening her bag she threw various elemental weakening potions hoping to get a clear shot to give the others a better shot, charging the air with more electricity than ever, the room was practically glowing violet, the lights shaking across the pillars, rattling the stained glass windows.

She felt a comforting hand on her shoulder. She started but booking back it was only Venti. No- Barbatos. He smiled sadly at her. A blast shook the ceiling and yet the chaos seemed to quiet.

She searched his face unsure how to ask what he intended to do, surely he wanted to help but she couldn’t find the words.

“There’s something I need to finish.”

She stared unmoving his hand still on her shoulder still searching his eyes for meaning in his eyes. His stare deepened, her war torn expression reflecting back at her in his peridot green eyes.

She shivered, woozily she cradled her head in her hand. Venti crouched holding her shoulders to prevent her from falling. He whispered his apologies.

“It won’t be much longer.” He promised.

Her head swam, his words went unrecognized so she didn’t question what he meant as the nausea suddenly rolled through her stronger than before. She cradled her forehead reeling. She probably would have vomited if there were anything left but water and medicine in her stomach. What was happening?

The doors to the cathedral pushed open behind the dragon transformation. Diluc on his crutches propping the door open for Amber carrying an unconscious Jean on her back. Following closely behind was Paimon and Klee.

The gasp Paimon let out could be heard clearly through the entire cathedral.

“Is that DURIN? What the heck is he doing here?” Paimon screeched.

“Paimon?” Lumine coughed still on one knee.

“Lumine!” The pixie cried out, taking little caution for the gathering smoke.

“Paimon get out of here!”

“Lumine!” She cried out again. “What’s going on?” Concerned filled her face, “You look awful- uh-” She realized that was mean but it was true. “I’m sure it was the battle,” She back peddles, “Are you okay?”

She would have laughed if they weren’t about to be eviscerated by a demonic ancient dragon. She wanted to lie again but there was no point. Her friends were right, she couldn’t do this alone this time. She shook her head, honestly.

“No, I’m not okay.” Instinctively she cast a glance at Ajax locked in combat somehow able to dodge projectiles and anemo attacks behind him aimed at the dragon alternating between the bow and hydro swords. Pushing back into a pole he found one of the Fatui waiting by the pole, holding his ground. Mid attack

“This place is a wreck.” Paimon noted.

Klee anxiously grabbed reached around Diluc’s crutch tugging on Diluc’s jacket. “Is that the bad guy everybody keeps talking about?”

“It would seem so,” he said his frown deepening.

Amber froze, “Stop right there!” she looked around for a safe place to put her friend. “Here, go hide around the door, I’ll hold him back.” Propping Jean up on the wall outside the door she summoned her bow charging a shot.

“Wait for meee!” Cried Klee running after.

“Hold on-” Diluc wanted to say he would help but honestly he didn’t know why. She was a formal knight after all, and she quickly made it apparent why.

“Back up!” Amber summoned a Baron Bunny which was quickly swallowed by the smog, same with Klee’s bombs. The explosion nothing more than pop of air evaporating as quickly as it was summoned.

But it was all it took for Jean to wake up. ‘Wake’ is a strong word, she still felt very far from this world, but she did understand that she was not supposed to be where she was, on the ground at the injured leg of her would be superior.

“Jean? Jean! How do you feel?” He wanted so badly to kneel, to hold her face in his hands and see for himself but he doubted either of them would be able to get back up again.

Blinking she cleared her head as much as she could. “Where- where are we?”

Diluc tried to tell her but another Boom Boom-Baron Blast combo shook the air.

A sharp blow pushed Childe backward, in the moments respite he wiped the blood from his mouth, pleased. Finally some action, plus adding demonic ancient abyss dragon was a fine addition to the list of foes he’d defeat. It had been a while since he had come across such a challenge. Still he sensed a change throwing a glance over his shoulder. Lumine holding her head, white as a ghost and the green fellow from before holding her up. Jealousy and pleasure from before vanished in an instant. Now instead he was fed up, this fight had gone on for too long. They were supposed to be taking a calm stroll through the city and yet something always seemed to be after Lumine specifically. He’d had enough. For now.

For now the battle would end here and by his hand.

Not caring who was watching he dropped his hydro blades grasping the mask on his head. His delusion filling him with power. Using his Foul Legacy might be a bit much for this particular battle, but he’d use it exclusively if it meant he could protect Lumine.

The dark waves of electro filled him, his cape unfolded and Childe lifted into the air gradually his suit forming around him. Raising his spear he charged forward as hardly more than a lighting bolt, not one with his power.

“A- Ajax wait-” Lumine breathed watching the light gather around him.

Durin turned unamused and hardly fazed by the bombs or commotion.

“What’s this, a second human using two elements? That’s above your mortal rank.”

Childe rushed in a burst of electro energy colliding with the dragons sword, pushing it backwards towards his throat.

“Enough.” In response he simply raised his weapon in a simple point, creating a wall of Abyssal energy just as Childe collided with his electro spear. The wave sent him back crashing through several rows of now empty pews finally his back slammed into the wall at the head of the church just below the dias door in front of the stairs. His world went white.

“How… I had only just…” He couldn’t finish, his strength failing he fell directly forward collapsing into the rubble, cracking his mask. His delusion power failing, it sparked and this transformation bust, the unstable elemental energy erupting into burst of electro. The nearby pews began to smoke.

“Ajax!” Lumine screamed. Venti held her back from running to his aid.

“He’ll be alright.” He assured, a few sisters and civilians came forward. Though tentative at first they rushed putting out the flames.

Lumine whipped her gaze back to the demonic dragon, he would pay for that. But she couldn’t just go rushing back in with no plan and no partner to even out the blows. Ajax had barely gotten two hits in at his highest form. Breathing hard she focused transforming her fear into something she could control. Concern for her friends, and unbridled rage. She didn’t know how but Durin would die today.

The explosion from Childe colliding into the dias shook the whole building, rattling the chandeliers. Sensing danger Jean inhaled sharply pulling herself to her feet.

“Wait, you can’t go in there.” Diluc warned. It was like watching a newborn deer. Unsteady she stumbled on her feet falling into Diluc causing him to drop one of his crutches.

She moved to get to get off her knees but Venti held her back, his grasp firm but supportive. Looking for an explanation he simply shook is head as if encouraging her to be patient.

Remembering Jean’s words from before she did wait.

Venti smiled. Lifting his head once again to the chaos surrounding them. Pride warmed him watching as they fought to defend each other, but at the same time guilt. It was time to end this.

Finally he found who he was looking for.

Stretching out his hands he created a small Anemo orb in his hand.

“Albedo!”

Albedo busy returning blows to the powerful onslaughts of Abyssal power on the other side of the room didn’t or couldn’t turn his head. For a moment no one dared enter the fray as the two Albedo’s circled each other. Seems Durin was trying a new tactic, his fangs disappeared, his eyes became the usual snow blue. Not wanting to hit the wrong one fire ceased. Finally in a blast one slid backwards.

Venti called Albedo’s name. The both turned but Venti only looked at the one who had slid. Lumine looked between the two of them, was Venti able to tell the difference? Having found a break in the battle he turned in confusion.

“Throw your sword!”

“What?” Albedo asked confused, ground rumbled.

“Do it!” Venti ordered. Raising an arm Anemo particles drifted into the weapon.

Anemo power seemed to imbue into his sword. Lifting it, the metal hilt of his Favonious Sword seemed to spread into a small the wing span. The glow and Anemo power spread down the blade. Albedo’s astonishment reflected back in his eyes from the reflected metal. He raised the blue sword Skyward towards Dvalin in salute then lowered pointing it at Durin. Albedo’s next words were calm and even as all eyes and support in the room were on him.

“Enough games. We tried to end this peacefully, Durin. Now you pay the price.”

He lunged at the dragon, knocking a shoulder into him putting him on the ground. Raising high Albedo with all his strength and with a sickening squelch the blade was once again imbedded into his abdomen.

But what surprised Albedo to find the look in the dragons flaming violet eyes wasn’t that of hatred or rage but of hurt. Of betrayal.

And just as quick as the emotion was there it was replaced once again by boiling malice. Alarmed Albedo removed the sword stepping back, unsure what to do next. Durin chuckled darkly, the wound “You lot were clever enough to see through my illusions, I should have known.” He grunted, I suppose I must commend you for that. I’ll admit I even fell for that little bard disguise of yours.”

Venti’s spine stiffened. Was that a challenge?

“Who?” The whispers rolled through the cathedral. “What’s he talking about?” The people whispered. “Bard? Does he mean Venti?”

Venti sighed, so he knew. There was no use hiding it any longer then. There wasn’t much he could do about that. If the beast knew, there would be no stopping him in his efforts to kill him or level the city. “But I can assure you this- is no illusion.” The Dragon Albedo fell to his knees.

At first the room exchanged confused glances, Lumine included. It seemed- too easy. Had the dragon surrendered just like that?

Tilting his head back he let out an ear piercing shriek. Weapons instinctively dropped to cover ears, but the clattering weapons couldn’t be heard over such a noise. It rattled the windows until the roar grew so deafening they began to shatter. People propelled small gusts of wind shielding their eyes from the falling glass.

Diluc pushed Jean hugging her close to the wall he covered Jeans ears with his own hands hugging one ear to his shoulder, praying the large round window over their head would stay. It began to splinter but held firm.

A dark cloud began to gather at the the Imposter’s feet as if summoned by the awful noise, the smoke curling up his legs until it covered him completely.

As the wail began to die down Albedo turned to whatever was left of the crowd.

“Everyone out!” Albedo cried out. Not out of the way- out or step aside- get out. “As far away as you can! Now!” He ordered.

Dragon was filling the open hall. Skeletal limbs and claws formed, purple fire leaking from his eyes. The dragon was certainly smaller than before but small was not how they would describe him in this moment, the tail rushed at them, Diluc hugged Jean tight, only able to dodge by spinning out out of the way, causing him to lose one of his crutches in the process.

A fleeing knight brushed, knocking his shoulder as he passed. Venti clutched at his chest wincing. Even if his people figured it out it didn’t matter. But did he have the strength to do it? The hallow space in his chest was eating right through him. If even the small amount of power he had imbued into the sword was enough to wear him down that much, what were his people going to do?

Not everyone has to be the hero, but he could help now.

He reached for the source of his power, his full strength. It almost felt strange now without the gnosis but not impossible, but the feeling came back to him like an old friend. The air seemed to lighten around him, lifting him off the ground, the anemo power grew into a soft glow.

“You can’t,” a voice implored clearly in his mind, “Not here.”

“I must.” He assured him.

“Then I’m coming to aid you.”

Venti’s eyes widened. “Please- don’t.” He begged.

But it was no use, Dvalin’s approach was imminent.

Then it was time. Reaching for a power he hadn’t held in nearly 500 years.

Lumine and Paimon still sat obediently at his feet, coughing at the smoke. This time he waved them to take cover. The violet smoke passed his feet, a clean rushing wind came rushing in through the doors and the shattered windows. His facade fell away.

Beginning to glow a pale white with the rushing anemo energy. He tipped his chin into the sky as he rose into the air.

The few who hadn’t fled paused at the amazing display of power, but not foreboding and torturous like the dragons, this was peaceful, and comforting like a summer breeze.

His feet already bare, his usual outfit seemed to disappear into thin sleeves on his limbs and a hood veiling his head, his glowing braids shaking in the breeze looking positively radiant and like nothing they had ever seen. Light sprouted from his back encasing him and
The light changed to a feathered texture bursting into tiny particles .

Lumine staring to feel better had forgotten all about how she felt watching the transformation. She and Paimon and those that stayed stared at Venti- no Barbatos in awe.

When the particles dissipated he came forth from his cocoon of light, his wings spread wide.

The dragons expression faltered for only a moment.

“So now you show your face, Barbatos. Only when your people are about to die? Pitiful.”

He frowned slightly looking down on the snaking dragon that had grown to the size of the entry.

“Give up the useless fight, Durin, and you may be spared.”

“You have found a way to get your people to trust you blindly. I won’t surrender to the weakest archon who only comes around every 500 years.”

“Barbatos!” Someone cried.

“It’s the Anemo Archon!” Cried another in amazement. Some of them simply fell to their knees.

Venti would have smiled or bid them rise but his attention was fixed on the wretched being in front of him. He had caused enough trouble.

“Then I cannot apologize for what we do.” Venti raised a hand and a torrent of wind swirled around him picking up excess debris, cutting into the remains of the rotting flesh.

The dragon growled. Attempting to cut through it he threw an Abyssal blast in his direction, dodging it easily he floated towards the door forcing the dragon to turn around. Now it would be different if he had brought-

Dvalin crashed through the round window above Barbatos’s head shattering it to pieces, roaring so loudly.