"Look at those tears," Childe chuckled, a dark expression crossing his features as you lay bleeding on the ground.

He had waited his whole life for this moment—the moment when he could finally exact revenge after years of suppressing his emotions. He knew it wouldn't be a grand revenge, but he didn't care. Not when it meant taking the life of an elf, the same way they had taken his family from him.

As the memories rushed back, Childe snarled, tightening his grip around his dagger.