Snowy day in snezhnaya, and quite heavy. It's very cold, the cold can penetrate to the ribs if don't wear warm clothes. snow falls on the zapolrany palace, the heart of snezhnaya. the sound of feet on the floor, a mighty sound with every step.. capitano, walking in the hallway. looking towards the large window, showing the falling snow. a common sight, he said. Before he could walk again, he could hear the sound of fast footsteps. Childe came to him, with a request that he had heard countless times. inviting him to fight, the capitano could see the childe's cheeks flush, as his breath was heard throughout the hall.. carrying his hydro dagger.

"Aren't you tired of asking? I said no and no. It's no use, childe." his voice behind his helmet, firm.