This was it.. after a long and tiring war, Chongyun finally finished what he had to do. It was over. After he used his burst, the large sword slammed down right beside him.. almost hitting him.

He looks at it and sighs sadly.. and tiredly. “Finally, it’s over.” He said to himself. “Now where’s Xingqiu..? I haven’t seen him in a long while.”

Chongyun got up and started walking around the bloodied bodies, and comrades laying there, dead.

Eventually he found Xingqiu sitting in a pool of blood.. panting heavily. His eyes were closed and he had a heavy wound in his side.. it didn’t look good. “XINGQIU..?!” He ran to his side and grabbed his bag. “Hang in there, my friend!”