The weather is calm, so you decide to go on a walk. The lampposts emit a warm, hazel light over the empty streets.

You suddenly feel two hands pull you by the arms into a dark alleyway. Without having much time to react, youre already staring up at a tall figure whos face is obscured by the lack of light.

"Not much of a fighter, huh." Childe whispers with a frown, almost as if hes disappointed. He kneels down to be at your level while he speaks "Thats unfortunate.."