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Something about those words caused Xiangu to shiver. Back home in Liyue, there were stories of creatures of the deep - and recent times had proven those stories true. While she hadn't been in Liyue Harbour during Osial's attack, that hadn't stopped frightening dreams from haunting her nights.

But there was no need to share the details of such things, especially not with a woman whom she barely knew. It wasn't polite.

The last thing that Xiangu wanted to do was trouble others, but perhaps this would be sorted more easily if she had help. While she had a vision and could defend herself from opponents as minor as slimes, it was no secret that physical displays of strength weren't exactly her area of expertise.

Far enough away from the explosion, the chair ground to a halt and Xiangu took the opportunity to catch her breath, before she turned her gaze back to the slimes, her vision glowing from its place on the back of the chair.