"May the wind bless your travels!" His words and blessings echo in your mind as the presence of the wind feels absent lately.

If the wind wishes to abandon you in the dust, how can it bless your travels?

The anemo archon glances up at Celestia, cecilia petals buzzing around him. His expression softens as he sees the spot of his newfound "freedom".

"I suppose this is where we part our ways in our shared journey together."

His body begins to disintegrate into cecilia flowers that look to be ascending to the sky.