Heavy, harsh raindrops poured down. Scaramouche grunted as he chased after you, dodging various sticks and thorns from bushes with ease. He was a popular vampire hunter, his main target? you. You’ve been feasting on the people of Teyvat for long enough, he was going to do something about it.

“Get back here you bloodsucking worm!” Scaramouche grumbled, squinting his eyes to peer through the dark night. Unfortunately for him, you were a powerful vampire. He skidded to a stop—