|Yaoi| Diluc X Oc - My fire has been... extinguished

ℙ𝕒𝕣𝕥 𝟙𝟞: ꜱᴏᴍᴇᴏɴᴇ ɪꜱ ᴡᴀᴛᴄʜɪɴɢ

The attacks on Mondstadt had become more ferocious and unrelenting than ever. The once manageable hilichurls now seemed imbued with an unnaturally potent power of Cryo, making each encounter increasingly perilous. 

Evan, wielding the elements of Pyro and Electro with deft precision, fought valiantly, his every move calculated to protect both himself and Diluc. Evan's flames scorched the frozen hilichurls, while bolts of lightning from his Electro abilities danced through their ranks, reducing many to smoldering heaps. Diluc, though a seasoned warrior, was visibly frustrated, swinging his claymore with a mixture of fury and desperation. "How do these creatures get stronger every time?" he shouted, his voice tinged with exasperation. Amidst the chaos, Evan's focus remained unbroken, his eyes scanning the battlefield as he parried and struck. "I think someone is empowering these hilichurls," he yelled back over the clamor of battle, his voice steady despite the dire circumstances.

The Knights of Favonius were scattered across the battlefield, their usual coordinated efforts faltering under the relentless onslaught. Sweat and blood mingled on their brows as they struggled to fend off the enhanced hilichurls. Even the staunchest defenders found themselves being pushed to their limits. In the midst of this chaos, Diluc and Evan stood as pillars of resilience. Drawing on their elemental prowess, they devised a strategy to combine their strengths. With a nod of unspoken understanding, they synchronized their attacks, Evan unleashing a torrent of Electro energy while Diluc ignited the area with a blaze of Pyro. The resulting explosion was immense, a dazzling conflagration of fire and lightning that tore through the enemy ranks. The hilichurls were obliterated, their icy forms melting and disintegrating in the face of the combined elemental assault.

As the smoke cleared, the battlefield fell eerily silent. The immediate threat had been vanquished, but the cost of the victory was apparent in the exhaustion etched on the faces of the Knights and the toll taken on the once vibrant landscape. Diluc, his breath coming in ragged gasps, sheathed his claymore with a weary sigh. Beside him, Evan stood still, his expression one of deep unease. The adrenaline of battle slowly ebbed, replaced by a gnawing sense of dread. "Something isn't right," Evan murmured, more to himself than to anyone else. His instincts screamed that this was no ordinary attack,  it felt deliberate, like a warning.

Diluc, catching the gravity in Evan's tone, turned to face him. "A warning? From who?" he asked, though he feared the answer. Evan's gaze was distant, his mind racing through possibilities. The Cryo-infused hilichurls were not acting on their own, someone or something had given them this power, had driven them to attack with such ferocity. The implications were chilling. "I don't know..." Evan admitted, his voice trembling slightly. "But whoever it is, they're sending a clear message. This isn't over."

The realization settled heavily between them, an unspoken acknowledgment of the battles yet to come. The other Knights, though battered, began to regroup, their resolve slowly returning. Diluc and Evan knew they had to be the strength their comrades needed, the leaders who would guide them through whatever lay ahead. The two warriors exchanged, a look, a silent vow to uncover the truth and protect Mondstadt from this looming threat. Evan's mind churned with thoughts as they began the arduous task of tending to the wounded and fortifying their defenses. The intensity of the attack, the unnatural power of the hilichurls—it all pointed to a calculated strategy aimed at weakening Mondstadt's defenses. As he moved through the ranks, offering words of encouragement and aiding where he could, Evan's unease only grew. He couldn't shake the feeling that they were being watched, that the enemy was already planning their next move.

Diluc, meanwhile, kept a vigilant eye on Evan. He could see the worry etched in his partner's features, the weight of the unspoken fears they both shared. Despite his own exhaustion, he drew strength from their bond, knowing that together they were stronger. "We'll figure this out," he said quietly to Evan as they took a brief respite. "Whatever it takes, we'll protect our city."

Evan nodded, though the shadow of doubt lingered. "I know," he replied, his voice steadying. "But we need to be prepared for anything. This is just the beginning." The words hung in the air, a stark reminder of the challenges they faced. The battle had been won, but the war was far from over. As night fell over Mondstadt, the city's defenders remained on high alert. The streets, usually filled with laughter and music, were now eerily quiet, the air thick with tension. Evan and Diluc took a moment to themselves atop the city walls, gazing out over the darkened landscape. The stars above seemed cold and distant, offering little comfort. "Whoever is behind this, they're cunning," Diluc mused. "They know how to strike at our weakest points."

Evan's eyes narrowed as he scanned the horizon. "And they won't stop until they've achieved their goal. We need to find out who they are and what they want. Only then can we hope to stop them." The determination in his voice was mirrored by the fire in his eyes. Despite the fear and uncertainty, there was a resolve that would not be easily broken.