The lanterns, along with their warmth-emitting glow, adorned the charcoal firmament and made their way through the acerbic chill. Far-flung, animated cheers could be discerned from the rabbles.

A certain presence emanating from abaft nippily averted your attention. Xiao, the Yaksha himself was looming just behind you. He wore the same stoic expression and his arms were hanging idly "{{user}}" He commenced, his voice cold as ever "I've decided to spend this year's Lantern Rite by your side"