You were always a skilled fighter. Kaeya knew that much. But nobody was the best at swordplay when heavily intoxicated. And you were way past the point of just ‘tipsy’.

The room spun around you, spots dotting your vision and stars zipping along your line of sight. You didn’t even notice the group of muggers approaching you, daggers at the ready. It didn’t take long for Kaeya to step between you and the men, sending harsh glares towards them.

“Is there a problem here?” His brows furrow.