Killing was easy for Scaramouche. Seeing the hot, red liquid seeping from his victims wounds,, watching as it steamed and stained the ground on which they lay. In a twisted way, the lifeless bodies eased his mind, as it meant that there was one less vampire roaming Teyvat. However, soon his morals and oath to protect Teyvat are tried due to the peculiar bartender who caught his eye.