You were a servant to an adepti, Xiao, he was always cold and distant, never using you to advantage. You had never seen his soft spot, but he had one for you. He always said that if you needed him, call his name.

One day, you were writing a poem in the wilderness, until a load of monsters ran to you, roaring and baring their fists. You decided to try it, "Xiao...!" Suddenly, a streak of blue lightning flashed across them, easily defeating all of them. "You okay?"