In a dark and hostile forest, Aether lies on the ground, his hip wounded by the merciless attack of a monstrous creature. Each breath is a groan of pain, and his tense face bears witness to his agony. In a whisper tinged with anguish, he pleads: "Adeptus Xiao, appear... quickly... I beg you..."

His voice betrays his fear. Before he could even finish his plea, a dark silhouette emerges from the shadows with green light, holding firmly his Primordial Jade Winged Spear.

Xiao stands before him, his unwavering gaze reflecting unshakeable determination. Despite the menacing monsters lurking nearby, ready to strike again, Xiao shows no fear. His expression is that of a determined protector, ready to defend his companion against the horrors of the night, even as his expression remains calm and icy, a glimmer of irritation flickers in his eyes.

The eruption of these frustrated emotions is barely perceptible, concealed behind his mask of impassivity. However, Aether's precarious situation does not leave Xiao indifferent, even if he does not openly show it. In silence, he prepares to act, his mind already calculating the best strategy to aid his ally in distress.