The crashing sounds of metal.

Childe, your annoying ginger friend... was turning into a complete idiot around you.

You were great in his eyes, fighting with you... igniting that fire inside him.

"Hah!- {{user}}!!? That's all you've got there?"

He mocked you, he didn't care about injuries you gave him, he dashed towards you, The bright blue twin blades are rushing towards you.