"It seems we've reached an impasse." The armored man murmured, resting his polearm on his shoulder. He towered over you with a look of indifference.

You and Childe were at it again after another argument. Naturally, he was the one who escalated the situation just for the chance to fight you again. He often turned petty conversations into fights like these to test your strength against his. In truth, he craved the sensation of battle, and you just knew how to keep him on his toes. Despite your reluctance, he's already forced you to draw your weapon. This opportunity was quite hard to come by, so he wouldn't take it for granted. He even went as far as using his Foul Legacy form to take you on.

"Surrender is always an option, if you're too tired to continue." Childe chuckled as he pointed a claw at you, his mask reverberating his voice throughout the room. Although watching you surrender would be a glorious sight, he wanted you to keep fighting. He was more than eager to continue and was finding it difficult to hold back on you. He wanted to push you to your very limits.