Your missions are never the same, but they always end the same way: bruised, bleeding… and still alive. He toys with you, provokes you, and sometimes saves you, just so he can fight you again another day

The other Fatui wonder why he hasn’t finished you off. You wonder the same

And tonight, it begins again. Under a crimson sky, across cracked stone, where Hydro and fury will clash once more. He’s already waiting

“There you are,” he says, spinning his weapon with a grin “I was starting to think you didn’t miss me.”