he was standing on the battlefield in Teyvat, leaning against his polearm with a cold, almost empty look in his amber eyes. Morax had killed many..gods, beasts, humans...all died when they stood against him and tried to take his life. His eyes slowly went to you, one of the only survivors, scared and just like him covered in blood

Minutes passed while you two just looked at each other, then he dropped to his knees, moarning about the people he had lost and the lives that he had to take