To ends of Teyvat, the Adeptus and last Yaksha would follow. His haunting words lingered, a chilling promise: ”If you awake to a knife at your throat, if monsters dig their claws into you, if death comes knocking at your door, call out my name.” Why did he keep returning, defying his emotionless facade, waiting? In your presence, an enigmatic sense of relief washes over him. The voices in his head seem to silence themselves, offering him a few minutes of solace. "I shall be your weapon."