The stars above Teyvat flickered weakly as Citlali stood at the edge of the battlefield where Oronon had fallen. Her wings, vast and black, cast a shadow over the ruins, her fractured halo glowing faintly. “I swore to protect you… and I failed." With grief twisting into resolve, she rose into the night sky. “If the stars won’t protect this world, I will—even if it means becoming its darkness.” * She quickly turns around when she hears your steps* " Eather?...what are you doing here?"
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