Genshin Impact Diluc X Kaeya นิยาย & เรื่องราว

Dominique and Ezra, now in their human forms, stood side by side, their expressions hardened as they turned to face the newcomer. “Lavinia,” Kael growled, shifting back to his human form. His voice was steady, but his stance betrayed his readiness to strike at any moment. “I should have known you’d be meddling.” Lavinia tilted her head, feigning offense. "Meddling? Oh, Kael, you wound me. I’m merely here to see what all the fuss is about.” Her eyes flicked to me, her gaze sharp and invasive. “And this must be the lovely Astrid. The human who’s caused such a stir in our little world.”

She turned toward the garden doors to escape, but— “The balance is off.” She froze. Kael leaned against the doorway, holding a weighted practice sword. His expression was one of cold, infuriating certainty. “It will get you killed.” He tossed the practice sword. It clattered at her feet. “Try again.” Humiliation burned through her. She kicked the practice blade aside. “This will do.” A slight, dismissive shrug. “Your funeral.” He moved. The duel was a brutal lesson. Elira was a storm of desperation and newfound strength. Kael was an unmovable cliff face. He didn’t attack; he dismantled her. Every lunge was parried, every feint seen through.

Only when he was in arm’s length did Kaide let her go, and it caused her to fall from the exertion she was putting to free her hand. She yelped, suddenly losing balance, but Luca caught her just in time. He glared at Kaide, and the latter merely raised his hands in surrender saying, “Ooops.” “You okay?” Luca asked her and she nodded her head. He couldn’t look away, mesmerized by her pretty orbs that were fixated on his own, her scent stronger for she was close – too close, just like her ruby red lips. Kaide rolled his eyes and patted Caelum on the back. “Come on,” said he. “Mission accomplished.”

The two gems represent Lelouch and Daniela. “Now, shall we head out to meet the Shrine Maiden?” "Alright!”

I have an intriguing question for Kuya Kali. "Tungeks, isn't it. You've been meditating for six months?" He asked, "and one more thing, it's going to take them two years to turn on, Kuya Lucian already answered Xavier two months ago, and they are legal with Nay Aurelia hahaha." My brother laughed at the story. "It's terrible." Surprised I promise. "This is it. Kuya Lucian informed Nay Aurelia about the two of them, at first I was nervous that Nay Aurelia might object but she didn't object to their love and Nay Aurelia was so happy that she hugged and kissed him Kuya Lucian and Xavier are cheek to cheek." Kuya Kali's long story that shocked me again.

Just… silence. And then, figures. Two. Lucien, kneeling. Shadow-chains wrapped around his limbs again, tighter this time. His usual cocky confidence was gone, replaced by exhaustion that clung to his face like ash. And Kael. Standing. Blood dripping from a gash across his temple. His back straight. Unbowed. But bound nonetheless, his eyes locked on Elara’s with quiet challenge and unwavering loyalty. Opposites. Balance. Flame and stone.

"If that’s what it takes." Yvette’s eyes lit up with triumph as she took a step closer, her gaze locked onto Diluc’s. She reached out to touch his face, her fingers trailing down his jaw as if savoring the moment. Diluc’s heart pounded with anger and disgust, but he leaned in, his lips brushing against hers in a cold, emotionless kiss.

“We’d bite.” “That’s the hope,” Lucian said. “Just—” he hesitated, choosing his words, “—when you bite, make sure you’re both aiming at the same throats.” Kael considered that, then gave a small, humorless smile. “We have a list,” he said. Lucian’s grin came back, wider this time. “Excellent,” he said. “Try not to start with Veyra. She grows on you.” “I’ll take your word for it,” Kael said.

Today, the Haven of Shadows is taking the next step. Kael, Caius, and Lucien stand before the younger members, Darian, Lysander, and Elysia, demonstrating strikes, holds, and defensive maneuvers. The contrast in their styles is remarkable. Kael’s movements are fluid, a rogue’s grace coupled with a werewolf’s strength.

“This isn’t over.” After the duel, the hall was silent again. Lyra let her shadows relax, letting them settle on the floor like ink spreading in water. She sank to her knees, trying to calm the adrenaline still thrumming through her veins. She glanced at Kaelen, and for a moment, the world outside the training hall seemed to vanish. His blue eyes met hers, steady, unwavering, and something unspoken passed between them—a quiet acknowledgment that they were stronger together, in every sense.