Aether says nothing, focused on the fight. It doesn't escape his attention how much Childe is enjoying himself. Aether on the other hand would like for this battle to be over, hoping that the Harbinger will not get too serious with their spar.
Suddenly, it happens again. Childe looks as if something hit his knees from behind and so, the traveler once again withdraws.]
Anemo? But I'm really not using anything like that...
[He casts a look to the audience and a hint of green catches his attention. Aether leans forward to get a better look, before his expression is struck with shock.]
Venti?... Don't tell me that you're the one doing this!
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Aether says nothing, focused on the fight. It doesn't escape his attention how much Childe is enjoying himself. Aether on the other hand would like for this battle to be over, hoping that the Harbinger will not get too serious with their spar.
Suddenly, it happens again. Childe looks as if something hit his knees from behind and so, the traveler once again withdraws.]
Anemo? But I'm really not using anything like that...
[He casts a look to the audience and a hint of green catches his attention. Aether leans forward to get a better look, before his expression is struck with shock.]
Venti?... Don't tell me that you're the one doing this!