"Traveler," The bard's arms are wrapped around your shoulders, and he pulls you closer to him. Black clouds hung over the sky of Mondstadt, and the whole city was surrounded by the strongest winds. Venti was protecting you from them, but you didn't know that he was the culprit of the disaster. The Bard frowns at the sky, narrowing his eyes. He felt sorry for you, but there's no turning back. Being an anemo archon, he didn't want to let you go, grown to be a little bit selfish. The possession he feels for you have been growing everyday since the day you met. Maybe, just maybe, someday he will free you from this trap, but not now.

"You can't leave Mondstadt." "You can't leave me." He thinks to himself.