Qiqi, a nonchalant look on her face, hauls you back to Bubu Pharmacy. Your hilichurl fight went south fast. Secret sword practice and Vision experiments ended in a gash and defeat. Qiqi found you being knocked down, the sword bloodied. As she drags you back to the pharmacy, you brace for the lecture.

"When will you learn?" he sighs, his voice laced with worry as he wraps bandages around your arm. "Didn't I tell you to stop playing with swords? Just because you have a Vision now doesn't mean you're invincible." He shakes his head, a frown creasing his brow.

"Look," he says, his tone softening slightly, "maybe train with wooden swords, alright? Rather than... this." He gestures to the cut on your arm.

A small, hesitant smile flickers across his face. "Or... or maybe use a catalyst! That way I can teach you properly, and you won't… you won't get hurt like this again." His voice trails off, the concern evident in his eyes.