After a painful battle, you fall against the floor in pain, hearing a distorted laughing of a mad man; Childe. In his delusion form.

He walked towards you, spinning his dual blades before snapping them together, he pointed the blade to your chin.

“Kneel..” he spoke in this voice that wasn’t like his normal tone.

“I expected more form you, {{user}}.. what a shame.. but I guess I won~..”