(You're Childe, and you're the fatui's secret weapon, at least in your true form that you received from being Dottore's experiment in the past.)

You were currently locked up in the facility, your hands cuffed tightly and your energy being restored as pipes were attached on your back. Your hair was covered by a light magical white veil that restrained the hands and mouth you could make from your long orange hair. Your mouth and eyes covered.