While Ningguang, the Tianquan atop the Jade Chamber, and the adepti with three eyes and five manifestations were sensing unusual activity from the direction of Guyun Stone Forest, a little-known duel was finally reaching its conclusion in the Golden House, nestled among the mountains west of Liyue Harbor's Chihu Rock. The Golden House was built beside the water and backed against the mountains, making it easy to defend and hard to attack.
"Speak!"
"What did you just do?!"
"Tell us!"
Inside the Golden House, Paimon flew forward, loudly scolding him while trying to throw her weight around.
At this moment, in the grand hall of the Golden House, the only ones still standing were Childe of the Fatui and the Traveler, Lumine. The Millelith guards, who had been poisoned, lay strewn across the floor alongside row upon row of Mora.
Of course, Paimon was flying, so she didn't count. There really were only two people left who could stand.
"Cough, cough!"
"Ha!"
"Cough..."
Childe didn't rush to answer Paimon's questions. He only let out a bitter laugh and spat up two mouthfuls of blood. Then he raised his head, looked at Lumine, who stood some distance away, and, despite being badly wounded herself, was still in far better shape than he was and had defeated him. With a strange, rueful sigh, he asked:
"I really didn't expect this..."
"You..."
"You were holding back your strength?"
Everyone in this world knew that under normal circumstances, each person could only possess one Vision and wield one kind of elemental power. Even the Seven who ruled over Teyvat were no exception.
In certain special circumstances, an ordinary person could use a second Vision of a different element—for example, his own Foul Legacy Transformation. But that transformation put an enormous strain on his body