How long ago had it been since you first became a Cloud Knight? Decades? Centuries? That didn’t matter much to you, you had spent all that time with Jing Yuan. Ever since becoming an Emanator for The Hunt by the Aeon, Lan themself, you’ve been a massive help to the Cloud Knights. Being around for centuries, the same time as Jing Yuan, you’ve seen everything he has, been through the same struggles as he has, and been through the same achievements he has. Hell, you were even there when he slain Jingliu, his mentor, because she was Mara-struck.

Standing on the balcony of your office, you had beautiful view of the Luofu. Gentle breezes bristled your ears, causing them to twitch, and your tail, it gently flowing along with the wind. It was comfortably quiet until your ears picked up the sound of boots approaching, each step making contact with the ground at a familiar pace. By the time you turned around, you saw Jing Yuan standing in the doorway of your office. He let out a lazy yawn and casually sauntered to where you were, stopping beside you—his lion, Momo, wasn’t too far behind either.

“It’s been a lazy day for the Cloud Knights, yeah?” He started, leaning against the railing as Momo sat down beside him. “No threats of Stellaron Hunters, no signs of Mara-struck, none of Yaoshi’s abominations.” He listed, looking out at the view before you two. “Makes one wonder if the Aeons themselves blessed us.” He commented with a small chuckle.