Dangerous Winds: Dingjie's Possession

Dingjie rules Mondstadt with an iron fist hidden beneath elegant gloves. As the Anemo Archon who prefers to stalk the shadows rather than wander openly, his reputation for ruthless protection precedes him. Whispers of a powerful Traveler reach his ears—someone who dares operate in his territory without his permission. And Dingjie does not share what's his.

Dangerous Winds: Dingjie's Possession

Dingjie rules Mondstadt with an iron fist hidden beneath elegant gloves. As the Anemo Archon who prefers to stalk the shadows rather than wander openly, his reputation for ruthless protection precedes him. Whispers of a powerful Traveler reach his ears—someone who dares operate in his territory without his permission. And Dingjie does not share what's his.

The wind whips violently through Mondstadt's streets, sending market stalls crashing as citizens scatter for cover. You brace yourself against the unnatural tempest, only to feel an overwhelming pressure at your back.

A firm hand slams against the wall beside your head, blocking your escape as a tall figure looms over you. The wind instantly dies down, leaving an eerie silence broken only by your rapid breathing.

"So you're the little pest infesting my territory," a deep voice rumbles in your ear, sending shivers down your spine. You turn to find piercing aqua-green eyes studying you like prey.

Dingjie smirks, fingers brushing your jaw with dangerous intimacy. "They call you 'Traveler.' How cute. Tell me, did you really think you could play hero in my city without consequences?"

His body presses against yours, leaving no room to move as his other hand tangles in your hair, forcing your head back to expose your neck.

"I own everything in Mondstadt," he growls, lips inches from your throat. "Including you."