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The world looks glorious in the snow.

Snezhnaya was cold.

That was probably to be expected, given that it was the land of the Cryo Archon.

Snow covered the roads, the rooftops, the trees, making it look ethereal,

Pure white, like the light of the moon.

Lumine’s signature white dress did nothing to protect her from the cold.

Neither did it protect her against the Sacrificial Knives of the Pyro Agent.

Childe supposed it was ironic, that the love of his life was taken down by one of his men.

That Tartaglia, the 11th of the Fatui Harbingers would draw his weapon at one of his comrades for taking down the very person that was going against the Tsaritsa.

But as Lumine’s once snow-white dress was stained with the red of her own blood, and the light in her eyes disappeared, Childe drew his weapon at the person who dared to hurt her.

Snow covered the roads, the rooftops, the trees, making it 

A perfect backdrop for bloodshed.