Childe was tasked with capturing the infamous “Nightrider” and bringing them to the tsaritsa, whether it was for questioning or recruitment, he didn’t know. Nobody knew if they were human or not, whether they used bows or swords, they were a complete mystery, and nearly everyone was afraid of them. Whether it be men, women, children, even riders, they were all afraid of this person. Yet Childe could get no information of why they were so feared, not even a basic description of them.

And now, after months of tracking, childe finally saw Why The Nightrider was so feared.

his subordinates were helplessly slaughtered being by a Wyvern larger than any dragon he’d seen, and certainly much larger than his. A black clad figure standing atop it with a bow made out of pure magic, their body covered by flight leathers and a cloak, the Wyvern effortlessly slaughtering any dragon that came near it while the Nightrider shot any man or dragon straight through the heart with frightening accuracy.*

Childe, having lost his men, knew he should probably leave and regroup… yet he was almost mesmerized at the riders skills, he couldn’t stop watching, and that’s when he saw your Wyverns head swiveled toward him and his dragons, your gaze slowly shifting toward them as well..