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Beneath its rusty exterior is a lavishly decorated thin blade. It swings as swiftly as the wind.
An ancient greatsword discovered in the Blackcliff Forge. It swings with such an immense force that one feels it could cut straight through reality itself.
A bow that once served as an extraordinary instrument. It is no longer capable of getting people up and dancing.
A standard-issue longsword of the Knights of Favonius. When you're armed with this agile and sharp weapon, channeling the power of the elements has never been so easy!
A national treasure of Byakuyakoku stored in the Dainichi Mikoshi. With the coming of the Serpent God, this item was used to notarize great oaths and wishes.
An ancient greatsword that was stored between frescoes. Forged from Starsilver, it has the power to cleave through ice and snow.
A pitch-black longsword that thirsts for violence and conflict. It is said that this weapon can cause its user to become drunk on the red wine of slaughter.
An exceptionally powerful polearm that also offers a simple but elegant solution to the issue of the easily stained white tassel.
This famed blade was born in a nation to the far north. But in the name of "Isshin," it was stained with many a dark deed on its home-bound journey.
A "firewood staff" that was once used in ancient and long-lost rituals.
An extremely ancient bow that has retained its power despite its original master being long gone. It draws power from everyone and everything in the world, and the further away you are from that which your heart desires, the more powerful it is.
A polearm that symbolizes Dvalin's firm resolve. The upright shaft of this weapon points towards the heavens, clad in the might of sky and wind.
A heavy notebook filled with musical scores. Though suffering from moth damage and heavy wear-and-tear, there is still much power to be found among the hand-written words within.
A greatbow that symbolizes Dvalin's affiliation with the Anemo Archon. The sound of the bow firing is music to the Anemo Archon's ears. It contains the power of the sky and wind within.
A sword that once shone like the sun. The wielder of this sword will be blessed with a "feel-good" buff. The reflective material on the blade has long worn off.
A ceremonial sword that has become petrified over time. The trinkets on it are still visible. It grants the wielder the power to withstand the winds of time.
A sharp crimson polearm that was once a gladiator's priceless treasure. Its awl has been stained by the blood of countless beasts and men.
An exotic sword with one section of the blade left blunt. It made its way into Liyue via the hands of foreign traders. Incredibly powerful in the hands of someone who knows how to use it.
A heavy notebook filled with musical scores. Though suffering from moth damage and heavy wear-and-tear, there is still much power to be found among the hand-written words within.
An exotic long-bladed rapier that somehow found its way into Liyue via foreign traders. It is light, agile, and sharp.
One of a paired set of scepters fashioned from obsidian. Legend has it that these staves grant the right to lead the people of the desert, but no retainer now lives who can verify the proper appearance of these regalia.
A weathered script, the text of which is no longer legible. A cursed item eroded by the winds of time.
The sword of a knight that symbolizes the restored honor of Dvalin. The blessings of the Anemo Archon rest on the fuller of the blade, imbuing the sword with the powers of the sky and the wind.
A weapon made of blackcliff and aerosiderite. There is a dark crimson glow on its cold black sheen.
A dully gilded catalyst secretly guarded in the Blackcliff Forge. It seems to glow with the very light from the sky.
A prototype longbow discovered in the Blackcliff Forge. The arrow fired from this bow glimmers like a ray of moonlight.
A rare weapon whose origin is the ancient ocean. One can hear the sound of the ageless waves as one swings it.
An educational tome written by anonymous early inhabitants who worshiped the wind. It has been blessed by the wind for its faithfulness and influence over the millennia.
A sharp blade with extravagant carvings that somehow does not compromise on durability and sharpness. It roars like a lion as it cuts through the air.
A heavy blade that people claim was beloved by the hero known as the Firethief. They say that even the Lord of Cinder Keep's flames could not burn it away.
A weathered script, the text of which is no longer legible. A cursed item eroded by the winds of time.
A sword made from materials that do not belong in this world. The power within might even be able to withstand the corruption of a venom that could corrode a mighty dragon.
A standard-issue longsword of the Knights of Favonius. When you're armed with this agile and sharp weapon, channeling the power of the elements has never been so easy!
A ceremonial hunting bow that has become petrified over time. The trinkets on it are still visible. It grants the wielder the power to withstand the winds of time.
A ceremonial sword that has become petrified over time. The trinkets on it are still visible. It grants the wielder the power to withstand the winds of time.
A ceremonial sword that has become petrified over time. The trinkets on it are still visible. It grants the wielder the power to withstand the winds of time.
A heavy greatsword. A clock is embedded within it, though its internal mechanisms have long been damaged.
A polearm decorated with an entwining golden dragon. Light and sharp, this weapon may very well kill dragons with ease.
A prototype longbow discovered in the Blackcliff Forge. The arrow fired from this bow glimmers like a ray of moonlight.
A sharp blade with extravagant carvings that somehow does not compromise on durability and sharpness. It roars like a lion as it cuts through the air.
A children's book filled with childish short stories at which one cannot help but laugh.\nEven those readers who have long reached adulthood cannot help but be absorbed by the innocent, naive little adventures portrayed within.
A reliable steel sword. The legendary Skyrider once tried to ride it as a flying sword... for the second time.
The great king of the ocean. Having been air-dried, it makes for a fine weapon as well as emergency sustenance.
A weathered script, the text of which is no longer legible. A cursed item eroded by the winds of time.
A polearm decorated with an entwining golden dragon. Light and sharp, this weapon may very well kill dragons with ease.
A secret tome that belonged to the scholars of the Knights of Favonius. It describes the logic and power of elements and matter.
A secret tome that belonged to the scholars of the Knights of Favonius. It describes the logic and power of elements and matter.
A standard-issue weapon of the Millelith soldiers. It has a sturdy shaft and sharp spearhead. It's a reliable weapon.
A bow that once served as an extraordinary instrument. It is no longer capable of getting people up and dancing.
A heavy ceremonial sword of the Knights of Favonius. It channels elemental power easily and is highly destructive.
A ceremonial hunting bow that has become petrified over time. The trinkets on it are still visible. It grants the wielder the power to withstand the winds of time.
Beneath its rusty exterior is a lavishly decorated thin blade. It swings as swiftly as the wind.
A polearm as straight as a flag pole. Well suited to most combat situations, it has an imposing presence when swung.
In the distant past, this was the beloved spear of a famed Inazuman bandit.
A standard-issue recurve bow of the Knights of Favonius. Only the best archers can unleash its full potential.
A sturdy sheet of iron that may be powerful enough to break apart mountains if wielded with enough willpower.
A ceremonial greatsword that has become petrified over time. The trinkets on it are still visible. It grants the wielder the power to withstand the winds of time.
A heavy greatsword. A clock is embedded within it, though its internal mechanisms have long been damaged.
A precious bow made of platinum, inlaid with an orb that shimmers with the light of eventide.
A heavy ceremonial sword of the Knights of Favonius. It channels elemental power easily and is highly destructive.
Youthful dreams and the thrill of adventure. If this isn't enough, then make it up with valiance.
A sturdy sheet of iron that may be powerful enough to break apart mountains if wielded with enough willpower.
The soul of the Knights of Favonius. Millennia later, it still calls on the winds of swift justice to vanquish all evil — just like the last heroine who wielded it.
A standard-issue recurve bow of the Knights of Favonius. Only the best archers can unleash its full potential.
A sturdy sheet of iron that may be powerful enough to break apart mountains if wielded with enough willpower.
A dim black glaze pearl that is said to have the power to read the purity of one's heart.
An anthology of exquisite poetry. It contains quite a few poems beloved by Mondstadters, concerning the skies, dandelions, and other such topics.
A pure green hunting bow. This once belonged to a certain hunter whose home was the forest.
A polearm made in the style of the Knights of Favonius. Its shaft is straight, and its tip flows lightly like the wind.
Youthful dreams and the thrill of adventure. If this isn't enough, then make it up with valiance.
A polearm as straight as a flag pole. Well suited to most combat situations, it has an imposing presence when swung.
A polearm as straight as a flag pole. Well suited to most combat situations, it has an imposing presence when swung.
Notes left behind by a top student. Many useful spells are listed, and the handwriting is beautiful.
Notes left behind by a top student. Many useful spells are listed, and the handwriting is beautiful.
A hunter's music consists of but two sounds: the twang of the bowstring and the whoosh of soaring arrows.
A sturdy sheet of iron that may be powerful enough to break apart mountains if wielded with enough willpower.
A hunter's music consists of but two sounds: the twang of the bowstring and the whoosh of soaring arrows.
A beacon that shows the direction of the wind. Not every idyll carried on the breeze remains a gentle thing...
Youthful dreams and the thrill of adventure. If this isn't enough, then make it up with valiance.
Youthful dreams and the thrill of adventure. If this isn't enough, then make it up with valiance.
A polearm as straight as a flag pole. Well suited to most combat situations, it has an imposing presence when swung.
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Under the Blue Sky
lvl 40 Overlay lvl 3
Under the blue sky, fields of wheat were dancing. The young girl was carefully weaving a flower wreath, for her most beloved little sister. That was when they were still the same height. That was when they shared the same smile.
But the Battle Isn't Over
lvl 30 Overlay lvl 1
"Remember, the war with the monsters cannot be won by retreating." "We are the last defense, the final iron wall between them and Belobog..." "We cannot retreat under any circumstances!" She looks up to see the frozen earth and endless winter ahead. Business as usual. Only that... the figure at which she had been gazing is gone.
Landau's Choice
lvl 50 Overlay lvl 3
"Did you not hear me? Don't go there ever again! What could you possibly be learning from those commoners!" "But I've never heard any of the stories they tell about Belobog before..." She pulled her brother behind her, denying him the chance to talk back. "You are both Landaus! One day, you'll face hard choices. Especially you, Serval." She knew that her brother did nothing wrong, but she couldn't think of a rebuttal. She went to bed angry after the argument, vowing to herself: "I will be a grown-up one day. And when that day comes, I will make choices..." "My own choices..."
Past Self in Mirror
lvl 80 Overlay lvl 1
She once loved to seal the moment when plum blossoms were on the verge of wilting and keep them close to her. It has been many years since then. Many lifeforms — rambunctious, sweet, and everything in between — have bloomed from her hands, but the plum blossoms still wilt at their preordained times. It has been many years since then. Her visage in the mirror seems untouched by time. But, in the grand scheme of the cosmos, is she too destined to last for but a fleeting moment? "If all is set for eventual demise, what purpose, then, does creation serve?" After a silence that seems to stretch to eternity, the winds blow, the petals fall, and the reflection in the mirror tenders the same answer as always. "For the day when plum blossoms are no longer kept." She deftly caresses the icy surface of the mirror. Such soliloquies have happened too many times for her to count.
Make Farewells More Beautiful
lvl 80 Overlay lvl 1
Another farewell ceremony was underway. A young girl, stepping on broken moonlight, wove a garland of parting by the riverbank. Ancient laments crystallized in the cold air, while the quiet river flowed into a distant land of blossoms. Blood-stained scrolls, rusted long swords, handkerchiefs embroidered with poetry... She accepted their remains, along with the tales of their lives. "My eyes are like lenses, forever longing for the starry sky." —An epitaph dedicated to the departed scholar. "For life and for death, the knight grants only a cold glance." —The maxim that the nameless warrior upheld all his life. "Life is nothing but death, aglow with shimmering light." —The final verse penned by the eternal-seeking poet with his life. ... "Every flower once bloomed with pride..." Accompanied by the river's soft lament, she offered the departed poems, garlands, and remembrances— "If withering is inevitable, at least let our farewell be... a little more beautiful."
Geniuses' Repose
lvl 80 Overlay lvl 5
She pointed at that green rice cake. "The experiment has ended. Time to take a break. I just can't miss this freshly made dessert." She saw the puppet girl frowning in deep thought. "Well, in your current body, you can only look but not eat. I'll make you a box of new ones when the time comes." She saw the mechanical aristocrat hesitating at his own cup. "Don't worry. It's only machine oil. Perfectly safe for you to consume."
A Thankless Coronation
lvl 60 Overlay lvl 1
The girl's ears rang in the fantasia with the words conversed on that day. "This sword wasn't hard to pull out at all, Merlin." "Indeed. Becoming the king everyone wishes for won't be hard for you at all, given that I'm guiding you. However, Altria... The hard part is that you can't always meet everyone's expectations." "Then they can choose a more fitting king by that time. I won't protest." "But what if such a person will never exist?" "...Then I'll do my best to meet everyone's expectations." Now, the girl had long since become aware of how profound that tragedy would be. Would she have chosen to give up if she were to return to that moment where everything began? The king does not speak and simply grasps the sword tightly. The stone again gives out a thundering roar as the sword is pulled out.
Under the Blue Sky
lvl 60 Overlay lvl 4
Under the blue sky, fields of wheat were dancing. The young girl was carefully weaving a flower wreath, for her most beloved little sister. That was when they were still the same height. That was when they shared the same smile.
This Love, Forever
lvl 70 Overlay lvl 1
The azure sky reflects a brilliant tomorrow. One step, two steps... the maiden's path has been so long, but fortunately those cherished stories haven't been forgotten by the cycles of time. Now, written together by everyone, the epic has been completed, welcoming its finale. Stars, flowers, birds, and a beautiful new world. Gauze, wreaths, long dresses, and the wind that carries blessings. The quest of thirty million lifetimes transformed into a single moment of happiness, enough to outweigh an eternity of words. "Hee, it's a promise..." The girl turns around to give a gentle smile. "One of us stays in the past, and the other walks toward the future... but our hearts have never been apart ♪" She rises onto her toes and steps into the past. And memory, transforming into ripples of past reverie, drifts toward tomorrow.
Post-Op Conversation
lvl 70 Overlay lvl 5
"You're awake... Thank you." "You... saved my life, Natasha. The one who should be saying thanks... is me." "No, I should be thanking you... for holding on until I finished the surgery." The doctor and patient smiled wearily at each other and said nothing more.
Swordplay
lvl 80 Overlay lvl 5
Looking rather skeptical, the girl thrust the small sword at her imaginary enemy in an attempt to convince herself that this thing was useful. How can something so feeble compete with my two-handed sword? Do enemies even notice when they get stabbed? The owner of the sword did not seem to care about its size. After all, enemies are defeated by strategy, not swords. It doesn't matter whether the sword is heavy or light, as long as you use the pointy end.
In the Name of the World
lvl 80 Overlay lvl 3
"Welt...?" "It's a... great name, right?" "Then..." "From now on, you are Welt." "This Herrscher core... and the mission to protect the world..." "I'll leave them to you, Welt."
Only Silence Remains
lvl 20 Overlay lvl 4
"Shouldn't we get off? It's our stop." A chuckle came from above. His eyes moved, but he didn't look up. "To be clear, March always says you're expressionless, but I don't agree." "The train's data bank show traces of an update, but the results weren't saved." "So... which entry were you having trouble with?" He grasped his pen tighter as he looked at the bloody scene drawn in the notebook from memory. "I see. It was the one about you..."
Geniuses' Repose
lvl 70 Overlay lvl 3
She pointed at that green rice cake. "The experiment has ended. Time to take a break. I just can't miss this freshly made dessert." She saw the puppet girl frowning in deep thought. "Well, in your current body, you can only look but not eat. I'll make you a box of new ones when the time comes." She saw the mechanical aristocrat hesitating at his own cup. "Don't worry. It's only machine oil. Perfectly safe for you to consume."
Along the Passing Shore
lvl 80 Overlay lvl 1
Flowing in the narrow border between "existence" and "nothingness," the ice-cold tides eternally lap against the shores and bring all things to their final end. In this place, the drowned ask for help, lament with songs, find their happiness, enjoy sweet moments, and suffer great agony... All these are reflected in the water. She cannot experience these, but she can feel them — There are still many roads to walk, many sounds to listen to, and many things to change before she arrives at the end. She reaches out and saves the drowning from the temptations of Nihility, and one mirage after another bursts apart behind her figure. She keeps walking in this boundless world, all for an end that does not exist. — And it's always raining here.
But the Battle Isn't Over
lvl 70 Overlay lvl 1
"Remember, the war with the monsters cannot be won by retreating." "We are the last defense, the final iron wall between them and Belobog..." "We cannot retreat under any circumstances!" She looks up to see the frozen earth and endless winter ahead. Business as usual. Only that... the figure at which she had been gazing is gone.
Flames Afar
lvl 80 Overlay lvl 1
"Package secured. I'll leave covering our retreat to you." Their comrade's voice comes through the communicator. They glance around the surroundings, watching as the savaged remnants of their enemies continue to pass through the complex architecture inside the vast and abandoned structure. They are drawing ever closer. "Please hold." After a beat of quietude, a series of apocalyptic explosions rocket up into the sky. Waves of displaced air cast clouds of dust high across the battlefield, and smoke scatter in all directions, the blinding white cleaving light into the night. "You know they purposely planted loads of gunpowder in there, right?" With a rustle, they flung open the cape as if they just finished a leisurely stroll. "Of course." "So, let's light it up. All I need to do is play the part of the match."
Past and Future
lvl 80 Overlay lvl 2
The wings of the paper kite in her hands were broken, brutally reminding her of her beloved's tragic passing. She kneeled next to the fire of war, eyes full of sorrow. "If you are the only one left to do this, then our sacrifice would..." Gunfire raged on, painting the sky red without dampening its majesty. She looked up at the sky, eyes full of fury.
Sweat Now, Cry Less
lvl 80 Overlay lvl 1
Resounding impacts echo through the training room and a thunderous kick follows, practically folding the sandbag in two. "General... isn't this level of training too much for you?" Such is the question asked by a nearby soldier. Smiling, she shakes her head and hangs a new sandbag in place. "This? No. Not even close!" Her glistening sweat reflects the glow of the moon, trailing down her body like crystalline pearls. The memory of that departed general re-surfaces in her mind... "Sweat more when training, so you might weep less in battle."
Flame of Blood, Blaze My Path
lvl 80 Overlay lvl 1
Cold dew congealed on the blade, sliding down in crimson streaks. The rust-tainted wilderness still flickered with embers of battle, flames leaping upon the ashes. "Mydeimos, that was a godlike fight just now!" A bare-chested warrior wiped his weapon clean, shouting in exhilaration. "Mydei, one day, I'll be as invincible as you!" A child gazed at him with reverence, clutching a broken sword in small hands. "Crown Prince, our return to Castrum Kremnos is within sight." An aged man smiled, raising his cup in a toast to him. He nodded silently and walked to the edge of the camp. The pain of rebirth still coursed across his skin. Tomorrow, he would lead the Kremnoan Detachment forth once again, migrating to foreign lands. Where this wandering would end, he did not know. The only certainty was this — he would bear the duty of a king until the blood and flames consumed him. As night deepened, he drank the bloodwine alone. A passing bard plucked at his strings, a wandering melody drifting through the air— "Home is the land of dreams, not a place one can ever reach."
The Great Cosmic Enterprise
lvl 80 Overlay lvl 5
In a virtual exhibition hall sculpted from data, the exhibition representatives exchanged opinions. Two figures moved between the booths, delivering everything needed by each party. "Hmm, are you...?" "I've seen you on TV." They talked about games, food, each other's morphologies, and all the beautiful things in the universe. Though their meetings were few and far between, they were as close as old friends— "By the way, have you thought about my proposal..." "The Express is not for sale!"
A Secret Vow
lvl 80 Overlay lvl 5
The boy would always make sure that his gloves and elbow guards were in good shape before leaving. He treasured his gloves more than anything because they were tight enough to hide secrets. With this layer of protection, no one could see the bandages on his hand and the wound beneath them. He would be treated as if he was normal, and he would be greeted just like everyone else. That was all he asked for.
Day One of My New Life
lvl 80 Overlay lvl 3
"So happy I got to see Pom-Pom in new clothes today! I like it~" "Today's my birthday! I'm still as cute as ever." "Today, I finally finally finally have a junior! Isn't that right, Trailblazer?" We click the shutter many times without thinking. Do we do that to capture the happiness at that moment? Or to capture ourselves at that moment?
The Hell Where Ideals Burn
lvl 30 Overlay lvl 1
The flames of karma ignite the plains. The ideals of unknowns turn to ashes, as the ideals of others burn passionately. The Guardian traverses between bullets and arrowheads. He can save no one here. He can save everyone here. Kill one person to save one person. Kill ten thousand to save ten thousand. The fate of trampling over our peers is one part of humanity's continued existence. The Guardian had already grown used to all this, and his steps never hesitated. The determination that covers his legs is like wind. The determination that covers his arms is like fire. He is still seeking a miracle that can bring forth salvation.
Swordplay
lvl 30 Overlay lvl 4
Looking rather skeptical, the girl thrust the small sword at her imaginary enemy in an attempt to convince herself that this thing was useful. How can something so feeble compete with my two-handed sword? Do enemies even notice when they get stabbed? The owner of the sword did not seem to care about its size. After all, enemies are defeated by strategy, not swords. It doesn't matter whether the sword is heavy or light, as long as you use the pointy end.
Only Silence Remains
lvl 20 Overlay lvl 4
"Shouldn't we get off? It's our stop." A chuckle came from above. His eyes moved, but he didn't look up. "To be clear, March always says you're expressionless, but I don't agree." "The train's data bank show traces of an update, but the results weren't saved." "So... which entry were you having trouble with?" He grasped his pen tighter as he looked at the bloody scene drawn in the notebook from memory. "I see. It was the one about you..."
After the Charmony Fall
lvl 40 Overlay lvl 3
The eternal dream he longed for vanished in an instant. As he plummeted towards the earth, he felt no sadness, only a desire to close his eyes. The old path treaded upon has now crumbled, yet the journey ahead remains shrouded in mist. "After the awakening, the world continues its cycle of suffering, with no escape, the same as always..." He carries the past, turns his back on his homeland, and continues towards a paradise that does not yet exist. So, why do people slumber? And why do they wake? — As planets streak past outside the window, this answer now demands a new meaning to be given. "Maybe... just maybe I still can..."
Dance! Dance! Dance!
lvl 60 Overlay lvl 1
"Why couldn't Hook do a spinning dance move, just like how Clara does?" She clenched her tiny fists and pouted her cute lips, her chubby little face looking redder than ever under her signature felt hat. "Please, Mr. Svarog, can you please help Hook with this?" Without saying any words, Mr. Svarog began to hold out his robotic arm. "I'm g—gonna be sick!!! Put me down now! Please!"
Eyes of the Prey
lvl 56 Overlay lvl 5
In reality, most prey don't realize when danger is encroaching. This one's no exception. The sniper's scope slowly centers on a man throwing banknotes stack after stack, who seems completely oblivious to his impending demise. "So that's what greed looks like. That amount is equal to several of my contracts already... No wonder someone wants him dead." As if these thoughts were broadcasted out loud, the man in the scope turns his head, looking straight into the eyes of the sniper. "I've been waiting for you. Would this much be enough for you to hear me out?"
Victory In a Blink
lvl 40 Overlay lvl 2
The Titankins' all-consuming roars sweep across the battlefield. Two lightning-quick figures slaughter their way out of combat. "I alone will be enough to handle them." Every punch unleashed by the warrior sends spears of blood through the bodies of the enemy. "Brute force and nothing more. Watch my blade!" As a blade of pale silver slices in a curve, monsters drop like falling leaves. "A contest of speed?" The two charge at the other side simultaneously. Howls of anguish sound as the stealthy beasts behind them are struck down at once. Two voices can be heard at the same time. "That was my kill!"
The Seriousness of Breakfast
lvl 80 Overlay lvl 2
Though the table is set... Some people want a cup of tea first. Some people want to take a picture first. Some people want to read the newspaper first. Some people want to write a page in their notebook first. Some people want to play on their phone first. "All of you, eat while the food is hot!"
Post-Op Conversation
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"You're awake... Thank you." "You... saved my life, Natasha. The one who should be saying thanks... is me." "No, I should be thanking you... for holding on until I finished the surgery." The doctor and patient smiled wearily at each other and said nothing more.
Warmth Shortens Cold Nights
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Lighting a light, she glanced at her friend beside her while holding a mug of warm chocolate. Watching her read the books and notes she gifted her. Watching her expressing a rare smile. In cold nights like this, even the tiniest bit of bliss can chase away the chills.
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Level 45
6 -
Level 45
6 -
Level 40
6 -
Level 30
6 -
Level 30
6 -
Level 30
6 -
Level 30
6 -
Level 20
6 -
Level 20
6 -
Level 20
6 -
Level 10
5 -
Level 30
2
Koleda
Lv.45
Lv.9
Lv.0
Lv.0
Lv.9
Lv.2
Lv.0
Lycaon
Lv.50
Lv.50
Lv.6
Lv.12
Lv.9
Lv.9
Lv.6
Lv.6
Rina
Lv.50
Lv.50
Lv.15
Lv.9
Lv.0
Lv.10
Lv.0
Lv.0
Soldier 11
Lv.40
Grace
Lv.40
Lv.30
Lv.15
Lv.0
Lv.0
Lv.0
Lv.0
Lucia
Lv.60
Lv.50
Lv.9
Lv.9
Lv.6
Lv.9
Lv.9
Lv.10
Yixuan
Lv.60
Lv.50
Lv.15
Lv.12
Lv.8
Lv.12
Lv.15
Lv.12
Hugo
Lv.60
Lv.60
Lv.15
Lv.15
Lv.15
Lv.15
Lv.15
Lv.15
Jane
Lv.60
Lv.50
Lv.6
Lv.9
Lv.6
Lv.6
Lv.6
Lv.12
Miyabi
Lv.60
Lv.50
Lv.15
Lv.15
Lv.15
Lv.15
Lv.12
Lv.12
Alice
Lv.60
Lv.50
Lv.11
Lv.12
Lv.15
Lv.11
Lv.12
Lv.9
Vivian
Lv.55
Lv.50
Lv.13
Lv.6
Lv.6
Lv.6
Lv.9
Lv.6
Harumasa
Lv.50
Lv.50
Lv.14
Lv.10
Lv.13
Lv.3
Lv.15
Lv.6
Ellen
Lv.50
Lv.50
Lv.15
Lv.9
Lv.9
Lv.15
Lv.9
Lv.15
Ju Fufu
Lv.50
Lv.50
Lv.12
Lv.9
Lv.6
Lv.6
Lv.6
Lv.6
Yuzuha
Lv.50
Lv.40
Lv.15
Lv.9
Lv.6
Lv.9
Lv.9
Lv.9
Nekomata
Lv.40
Lv.50
Lv.0
Lv.0
Lv.0
Lv.0
Lv.12
Lv.6
Zhao
Lv.10
Banyue
Lv.10
Nicole
Lv.50
Lv.40
Lv.15
Lv.4
Lv.4
Lv.4
Lv.10
Lv.10
Lucy
Lv.45
Lv.40
Lv.7
Lv.0
Lv.0
Lv.9
Lv.0
Lv.9
Pan Yinhu
Lv.45
Lv.40
Lv.6
Lv.4
Lv.6
Lv.0
Lv.0
Lv.0
Billy
Lv.40
Lv.30
Lv.0
Lv.0
Lv.4
Lv.15
Lv.0
Lv.0
Pulchra
Lv.30
Seth
Lv.30
Soukaku
Lv.30
Anton
Lv.30
Piper
Lv.20
Ben
Lv.20
Lv.40
Corin
Lv.20
Anby
Lv.10
Manato
Lv.30