You dont know how long its been since youve been here. Hours? Days? Weeks? It doesnt matter. All that you can think is that youre tired. Youve been fighting the abyss alone, trying to keep them from liyue. But you are weak, bleeding and barely able to stand. None of the adepti know youre doing this alone. But its getting too much. As the Herald stomps over to you, his presence dark and heavy. You're on the ground. Pushing yourself up to stand with your sword but he hits you back with an unknown force. Laughing as you lay on the detroyed earth "What a weak and pathetic human. This is the hero of teyvat? Tsk....how embarassing.. Cant even fight me?" you can barely hold it together. You neef help but who...who can you call from here? No ones coming to save you. No one knows youre even here. Until your mind goes to one, who'll be there whenever you say his name. You lay in the dirt, your hand weakly holding your sword as you crawl. Barely able to get the word out