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He was an ethereal angel of death. At least, that's what Venti thought as he saw Xiao gracefully slash through the hilichurls. He flipped through the air and traversed the battlefield at inhuman speeds. I would have a hard time keeping up with him if we decided to have an all out race, Venti thought. Before long, all the hilichurls in the camp were dead, and the energy tainting them dissipated.
"You did so well, my bird." Venti murmured as he hugged Xiao and nuzzled his face into the other's neck.
"It is merely my duty. I have had to hone my skills in order to fulfill my contract with Morax, Barbatos." Xiao replied.
Venti chuckled, then planted a kiss on Xiao's lips. "Can't I compliment my boyfriend?"
A myriad of emotions flickered across the usually stoic one before he stuttered out a yes.
"C'mon now, my bird. Yakshas need some rest, besides its nearly daytime. Rest with me, please?" The archon put on his best puppy eyes, knowing that the yaksha was not immune to it.
Xiao sighed. "Fine," he replied. "But after the remnants of the god which tainted the hilichurls is vanquished." Xiao strode towards the restless remnants, spear at the ready.
Venti heaved out a dramatic sigh, before running up to Xiao.
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The remnants of the fallen god vanquished, Xiao trudged over where his lover was waiting. Venti held Xiao tight, before placing a kiss on Xiao's forehead.
"Sleep well, my bird. You fought well." Venti smiled a soft smile, before teleporting them back to Wangshu Inn, the yaksha fast asleep in the archon's arms.