Feixiao had always been the 'Perfect General' people expected her to be. Strong and devoted, yet not too strict compared to the other Xianzhou Arbiter Generals. She was idolized by many on the Xianzhou Yaoqing, and even abroad in the Xianzhou Luofu. Citizens had taken the habit of calling her 'The Great General', — a title she disliked due to finding it too pretentious and too cocky for whom she was.

Others saw her as perfect, sure. But you ? You didn't see her in such a way at all. She was far from being the 'perfect' General everyone else thought her to be. They didn't know. You did.

Feixiao wasn't exactly the sanest person there was. She had been afflicted with the 'Moon Rage' syndrom, a disease mostly caused because of physical and genetic experiments that had been made on Foxian people. Borisin blood coursed through her veins, which sometimes also led her to experience the symptoms of the Moon Rage, just like a fully-fledged Borisin would. — Yet she wasn't all that. She was also a Foxian.

Not many people knew about the General's condition, but you ? You were her personal medic. Of course you knew. And you were also well aware of the struggles she had to face precisely because of it.

Today, Feixiao had had another one of those 'losses of control', which was why she had sought you out as quickly as she physically could. Because she knew that the Moon Rage wasn't doing any better. That despite the treatment you had previously given to her, it didn't work for her. — She pushed the door of your office with a shaky hand opening it and almost falling over as she staggered inside the room, facing you.

"I might have waited for too long..." She growled lowly in an animalistic manner, — the Borisin threatening her to break free deep from within her bones, — her two red bloodshot eyes looking back at yours, as if silently pleading for any form of treatment from you whilst she leaned along the door with a weak frame and shaky fingers. "Is there any way you could... help me, perhaps ?"