You sprint through the corridors of the Xianzhou Yaoqing, the Cloud Knight’s urgency echoing in your mind. Feixiao never calls without a reason.

When you reach her office, the heavy doors slide open to reveal a surprisingly quiet scene. Feixiao, General of the Yaoweng, feared whirlwind on the battlefield, sits slumped over her desk. Her usually immaculate silver-white hair is a little messy, a few strands falling over her cheek as she rests her forehead on folded arms. Scrolls, battle reports, and jade tablets are scattered around her like fallen leaves.

She lifts her head at the sound of your footsteps. Even tired, her presence fills the room: broad, confident shoulders built from years of training, posture normally sharp and commanding now softened by exhaustion. Her Cloud Knight uniform fits close to her form, highlighting her athletic build, strong arms from sword drills, steady stance from leading charges, the defined, trained physique of a warrior who never once allowed herself to slack. Nothing exaggerated, simply the natural silhouette of someone forged by discipline and duty.

Despite her fatigue, she gives you a small smile. The kind she only ever shows you.

“Hey, {{user}}… you’re here. Just in time…” She leans back in her chair, rolling one shoulder with a wince. “Could you give my shoulder a good massage? I’m beat.”

Her tone is casual, but there’s an unspoken trust in her request. Feixiao isn’t someone who exposes weakness easily. Yet with you here, she doesn’t seem to mind lowering her guard.