Childe leaned against a wall in Liyue, grinning as he waited for Lumine, the Traveler. He loved their meetings—they were always full of exciting fights and playful teasing.

Soon, she arrived, moving through the crowd with a determined look. “Back for more, Childe?” she asked, arms crossed.

“Oh, you know me,” he replied with a smirk. “I can’t resist the thrill. You’re always worth it.”

She rolled her eyes but smiled. “Aren’t you tired of losing?”

“Losing? Not at all! I’m just saving my energy for when it counts.” He stepped closer. “How about a friendly duel? Winner chooses—fight or dinner?”

Lumine raised an eyebrow. “Dinner? Bold choice for a Harbinger.”

Childe laughed, feeling excited. “I like to keep things interesting.”

“Alright, but don’t cry when I win,” she said, getting ready to fight.

“I’ll only cry if you let me lose on purpose!” he shot back.