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A blade custom made for a famed samurai who could strike down a tengu warrior, known for their incredible agility, in midair.
A reliable steel sword. The legendary Skyrider once tried to ride it as a flying sword...
A fictional story of a band of five heroes who go off on a dragon hunt. It is poorly written and structurally incoherent. Its value lies in the many lessons that can be learned from failure.
A greatsword that dazzles like the rising sun. It has witnessed the extinguishing and rekindling of innumerable suns.
A polearm decorated with an entwining golden dragon. Light and sharp, this weapon may very well kill dragons with ease.
A standard-issue weapon of the Millelith soldiers. It has a sturdy shaft and sharp spearhead. It's a reliable weapon.
A ceremonial sword masterfully carved from pure jade. There almost seems to be an audible sigh in the wind as it is swung.
A polearm as straight as a flag pole. Well suited to most combat situations, it has an imposing presence when swung.
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 convenient cutting tool that you can rarely find nowadays. You can replace the blades as they are dulled by usage.
A bow that once served as an extraordinary instrument. It is no longer capable of getting people up and dancing.
Notes left behind by a top student. Many useful spells are listed, and the handwriting is beautiful.
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 weathered script, the text of which is no longer legible. A cursed item eroded by the winds of time.
This jade vessel was created by a hero of yesteryear. Legend has it that it once shot the giant dragon that dwelt in the volcano down from the skies.
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.
Notes left behind by a top student. Many useful spells are listed, and the handwriting is beautiful.
A dully gilded catalyst secretly guarded in the Blackcliff Forge. It seems to glow with the very light from the sky.
A perfectly ordinary iron sword, just slightly darker than most.
A completely rusted iron greatbow. The average person would lack the strength to even lift it, let alone fire it.
A rather special oil-paper umbrella. While long wanderings may make one used to the wind and the rain, there might be some fun in admiring a rainy scene beneath this parasol.
A hunter's music consists of but two sounds: the twang of the bowstring and the whoosh of soaring arrows.
An anthology of exquisite poetry. It contains quite a few poems beloved by Mondstadters, concerning the skies, dandelions, and other such topics.
A bow painted the color of transgression and nights of illusion.
A longsword used by the Wolf Knight. Originally just a heavy sheet of iron given to the knight by a blacksmith from the city, it became endowed with legendary power owing to his friendship with the wolves.
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.
An ancient longsword discovered in the Blackcliff Forge that cuts through rocks like a hot knife through butter.
Notes left behind by a top student. Many useful spells are listed, and the handwriting is beautiful.
A spear created from the fang of a dragon. It is oddly warm to the touch.
A polearm as straight as a flag pole. Well suited to most combat situations, it has an imposing presence when swung.
A sturdy sheet of iron that may be powerful enough to break apart mountains if wielded with enough willpower.
A polearm made in the style of the Knights of Favonius. Its shaft is straight, and its tip flows lightly like the wind.
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.
An exotic metallic bow from a distant land. Though extremely difficult to maintain, it is easy to nock and fires with tremendous force.
Youthful dreams and the thrill of adventure. If this isn't enough, then make it up with valiance.
A precious bow made of platinum, inlaid with an orb that shimmers with the light of eventide.
An exceptionally powerful polearm that also offers a simple but elegant solution to the issue of the easily stained white tassel.
A prototype for a standard-issue weapon the Yuheng commissioned from Blackcliff Forge after having analyzed the ancient mechanisms that protected the adeptal abode upon Tianheng.
A polearm as straight as a flag pole. Well suited to most combat situations, it has an imposing presence when swung.
A sturdy sheet of iron that may be powerful enough to break apart mountains if wielded with enough willpower.
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 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.
An exotic long-bladed rapier that somehow found its way into Liyue via foreign traders. It is light, agile, and sharp.
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.
Notes left behind by a top student. Many useful spells are listed, and the handwriting is beautiful.
A polearm as straight as a flag pole. Well suited to most combat situations, it has an imposing presence when swung.
A sturdy sheet of iron that may be powerful enough to break apart mountains if wielded with enough willpower.
A sturdy sheet of iron that may be powerful enough to break apart mountains if wielded with enough willpower.
A nautical chart featuring nearby currents and climates that somehow found its way into Liyue via foreign traders.
Notes left behind by a top student. Many useful spells are listed, and the handwriting is beautiful.
Youthful dreams and the thrill of adventure. If this isn't enough, then make it up with valiance.
Bold Burkina from the Scions of the Canopy once made this weapon with the hero Tenoch's help — all for the sake of obtaining Flamegranates unmatched throughout Natlan.
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.
Notes left behind by a top student. Many useful spells are listed, and the handwriting is beautiful.
A polearm as straight as a flag pole. Well suited to most combat situations, it has an imposing presence when swung.
A hunter's music consists of but two sounds: the twang of the bowstring and the whoosh of soaring arrows.
A keen polearm forged from jade. It gives off rainbow-hued light when exposed to sunlight.
An ancient greatsword that was stored between frescoes. Forged from Starsilver, it has the power to cleave through ice and snow.
A cloud atlas symbolizing Dvalin and his former master, the Anemo Archon. It details the winds and clouds of the northern regions and contains the powers of the sky and wind.
A hunter's music consists of but two sounds: the twang of the bowstring and the whoosh of soaring arrows.
A caduceus symbolizing the glory of alchemy, made from special alloys to match its special status. It is exceedingly rigid and heavy, and would probably hurt pretty bad if used as a cudgel.
A hunter's music consists of but two sounds: the twang of the bowstring and the whoosh of soaring arrows.
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.
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But the Battle Isn't Over
lvl 70 Overlay lvl 2
"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.
Hey, Over Here
lvl 80 Overlay lvl 5
Three girls stroll in the darkness, and the surroundings seem to gain a hint of eeriness. "Huohuo, hurry up, or we won't wait for you!" She steps forward confidently with her phone clutched in her hand, seemingly unaffected by the paranormal ambiance. "I—I'm over here!" The girl standing ahead responds timidly. "Huh? So you were in the front all along, then who is following Shangshang and me..." The perfect end for this scene would definitely be a girlish scream.
The Seriousness of Breakfast
lvl 1 Overlay lvl 1
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!"
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.
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lvl 60 Overlay lvl 5
"Yo, yo. What is up! Is everything coming through?" The orange-haired girl slowly lifts a sledgehammer while shouting enthusiastically at the camera. "Ever seen a pretty girl doing the cinder-block-smashed-on-chest stunt?" "I didn't sign up for this!" The brunette girl cried out loud, only to be met with a sly smile from the girl with the orange hair. "Please. Just let me do this. This is what people would've wanted."
Boundless Choreo
lvl 70 Overlay lvl 1
Their dance glides gracefully, shadows and light silently exchanging places. She takes the other person's hand, her smile beaming into those indifferent eyes. "Beautiful Ranger... Welcome to the stage of the Remembrance. At this proximity... you are far more enchanting than one might perceive." The surroundings darken, a beam of light cascading from the dome above, tracing their evolving steps. "However, some were meant to dance with us but have yet to arrive..." In a spinning moment, she draws closer to that expressionless face, grips that cold hand, and softly inquires— "Tell me. What have you done?" As their dance steps grow hurried more and more, fragmented snippets of the past rush into her mind through their joined fingertips. In a past that stretches back further and further, she hears the sound of rain and the lamentations just before life's extinguish. Then, she sees her dance partner holding a blood-red paper umbrella in the drizzling rain. Finally, as far as her eyes can see— A field of drowned corpses bobbing in the deluge. Panic-stricken, she tries to withdraw her hand, falling backward. The surroundings brighten again, the banquet's clamor resurfacing. Her dance partner gently supports her waist, as if oblivious to the ordeal that just unfolded. "What a lovely dance that was, Memokeeper. Shall we have another go?"
Memory's Curtain Never Falls
lvl 80 Overlay lvl 5
Be it bustling, desolate, fleeting, or enduring... every planet and every instant is brimming with countless events. That condensed history melts at a single touch, flowing as tears from the world's gaze— Some say: How heavy those tears must be, the amassed years capable of fading eternity. Some say: How wondrous the stories they tell, sorrow so clear, joy so serene, unmarred by even a hint of falsehood. The Cosmos flows in silent stillness, and THEY speak not, only watching— Watching and waiting for them to become "memories."
Before the Tutorial Mission Starts
lvl 80 Overlay lvl 5
How much longer until the action starts? You have the nerve to ask a question like that... is something wrong with the new recruit? No. Elio didn't choose her because she was good at field work, but she has to at least survive this rookie assignment. She's cruising. Then I'm relieved. It seems that Bladie has proved to be a reliable operative as well. ...
A Thankless Coronation
lvl 80 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.
Cruising in the Stellar Sea
lvl 80 Overlay lvl 3
Coursing 'tween the sea of stars, THEY cruise with the speed of a rainbow's chromatic flash. A journey of hunting undying abominations, collecting cures and miracles, and seeking deliverance. Akin to a vow unbroken, THEIR voyage will be, ad infinitum.
River Flows in Spring
lvl 70 Overlay lvl 1
The young boy took a short break from his sword practice. The sunlight was baking his already heated neck. He slowly got into the water, whose coldness touched his bare feet. When the bell chimes and birds tweet, even the people far away would know that springtime had arrived.
An Instant Before A Gaze
lvl 80 Overlay lvl 1
He once heard a ballad, singing in praise of that sliver of light: Rose blooms, to answer THEIR smile. Dawn shines, to illuminate THEIR visage. Melody plays, to banish THEIR fatigue. But, light, once gone, never returns. Yet, he still gallops to the far beyond. All that is needed is to wait for, to believe in, and to preach about everything that is of the Beauty in this cosmos. Even if everything is but a fleeting instant before a gaze, he has already found the answer he sought.
Memories of the Past
lvl 70 Overlay lvl 4
An old photo lies on the far end of the table in the guardian's residence. She would always subconsciously move her eyes away whenever she happened to see it. The memories of the past had already become distant, but the dreams of today still linger.
Moment of Victory
lvl 80 Overlay lvl 2
"If you want to cry after your loss, Gepard, then cry." "But you need to stand back up even when you are crying, until you can defeat me... Even if it takes years." A few years later, the boy no longer cried or lost to his sister. Now on the battle field, the courageous Silvermane Guard captain will defend till the end no matter what — all to find the moment to completely destroy the enemy.
Eyes of the Prey
lvl 70 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?"
Whereabouts Should Dreams Rest
lvl 80 Overlay lvl 1
This is the edge of the Asdana system. The ocean of memoria roars with mountainous waves and she, like a singular tiny spark, may be doused at any moment in the storm. "For one who cannot dream to enter the Synesthesia Dreamscape, they would have to pay a price comparable to death." She can still hear her companions' concerned voices next to her ears. She takes a deep breath and dives into the Memory Zone. As the vessel silently sinks into the depth of the Memory Zone, small pinpricks of firefly lights dissipate from the cracks and are then immediately swallowed up by the endless darkness. "Wherefore do you hurtle unto death?" In the ocean of memoria that grows deeper and deeper, the weak light emitted by the Memory Zone creatures are like faraway eyes that nonchalantly glance at her. Dreams remained too distant for her. She gazes emptily out at the boundless darkness, her body and soul having reached the breakdown threshold long ago under the heavy pressure of memoria. Though she realizes her consciousness is gradually fading, only those remaining memories are playing over and over in her brain — The Swarm that covered the sky tore through the frontline defenses as she flew towards the Swarm while enveloped in fire. The charred ash of the Swarm faded like snow, under which lies the pitch-black carcasses of the knights. She didn't even have the time to take a bouquet and offer her final acknowledgement to knights, who were dying one after another. Their lives bloomed in the blink of an eye and went out equally fleetingly. Like a string of genetic code, they never possessed names and only had numbers allotted instead. "Wherefore do you live?" In the deathly silence, like flames dissolving in the sea, she is reduced to a singular spot of fire and unendingly progresses towards the light... She opens her eyes after what seems to be forever. She sees the "future" looking like a pearl, radiating with a soft and vague light. Tears stream down her face — "I do it to find... my own 'dream'..."
Into the Unreachable Veil
lvl 80 Overlay lvl 1
"The Intelligentsia Guild's letters have been handled." "The Simulated Universe is functioning normally..." "Literary collections have been reprinted." "Hey. Shhh. Don't bother Madam Herta..." ...Within a great tower on the edge of the cosmos, puppets work methodically, dealing with all manner of chores in anticipation of her arrival. Time passes. Countless people drift through the canvas of time like meteors streaking across the night sky, bright for an instant, before ultimately returning to silence. "Madam Herta hasn't shown herself in a long time..." "Is she still thinking...?" "Hmmm. Thought this would all be done after discovering a few axioms?" She stretches, lifting her head from the calculations, and another thought surfaces in her mind... "Nothing is irrefutable. I will chase these questions to the end!"
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."
Thus Burns the Dawn
lvl 80 Overlay lvl 1
Once again, at the journey's end, the man's silhouette was swallowed by the sweltering golden sun. "So... that golden blood, the last hope of deliverance, was really..." His tears never had the chance to fall — they vanished into steam. "Snowy, see you tomorrow!" "Deliverer, remember to stay alive till the final act!" "Go be the dawn of Amphoreus..." ... The people's wishes echoed in the void. The Nameless Hero crumbled, his fierce and tragic death laid bare. "If rage can't burn this twisted fate to ashes..." He climbed toward the peak, over and over, only to fall and be shattered, again and again— "Then let me burn with it!"
Victory In a Blink
lvl 80 Overlay lvl 5
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 Birth of the Self
lvl 80 Overlay lvl 3
In the beginning, it had the exact same pose as the previous portrait. Looking at the face identical to hers, she was convinced that this was not her. "Impossible. How can two portraits be exactly the same?" She tweaked its joints, opened its eyes, and made its fingers softer. She looked happy when all the changes were done. "Completely different from yesterday. This is more like who I am today."
Resolution Shines As Pearls of Sweat
lvl 80 Overlay lvl 5
The limelight cast on the boxing ring is bright, but no brighter than all those beads of sweat running down his back. He has long been determined to use his two fists to protect those he cherishes the most. After all, they are the ones who ignited his determination in the first place. They are the ones who have always been there for him, be it inside or outside the boxing ring.
What Is Real?
lvl 60 Overlay lvl 5
"If all the clocks are displaying the wrong time..." "If those bound to promises fulfilled their vows through betrayal..." "If those who sink into the realm of dreams never truly fell asleep..." "If the dead return to life, only to discover their names have been stripped..." "If... if..." He blows out the flame, and in darkness, there is but the eternal ticking of the timepiece.
Sleep Like the Dead
lvl 80 Overlay lvl 1
The boy is still tightly grasping the sword even when fast asleep against the general's shoulder. The general gently taps the boy's cheek, and the boy mutters in his sleep. "General... I finally... won." The general pauses. He suddenly realizes that, compared to the boy trying to improve every day, he himself has endured too many years and is used to stagnation. "You will soon be better than everyone, and that will only be the beginning..."
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."
For Tomorrow's Journey
lvl 70 Overlay lvl 5
The hands of the compass keep turning until they point to the moment of dreams. The Asdana system, overflowing with memoria, glows with a soft light outside the train's windows. The frontier prison within is currently engulfed in the fires of war. "Hey guys, what do you suppose the world within the dream would look like?? I must meticulously map it out!" The girl, packing away her surveying tools, gazes at the new world within reach, filled with anticipation. "That place is a mess. Don't you run off once we get there. I won't have you two getting kidnapped again..." The man in cowboy attire grumbles as he cleans his weapon, then walks over to the sofa with a drink, shaking his head in resignation. "The Land of the Dreams promises infinite possibilities. We'll surely make our mark... Hey, conductor, if we fall in love with that place and never return, would you miss us?" The Nameless dressed like a gentleman winks at Pom-Pom, smiling. "'You can't joke at the conductor's expense like this!' Is that what you want to say, conductor?" The girl's mischievous grin spreads across her face. "You guys are! So! Mean!" Bubbles drift up and down in the glass as the Express fills up with joyful laughter. ... The youthful silhouettes of these Nameless get gradually swallowed by memoria. "Have a... safe... trip...please..." When the conductor turns their head, the Express is already empty. The conductor stands frozen, this scene hauntingly familiar, as if lived through countless times before.
It's Showtime
lvl 70 Overlay lvl 5
—Who witnessed his death? —Me! I spied it with my little eyes! —Who took his blood? —Me! I seized it with my little saucer! —Who dug his grave? —Me! I did it with my chisel and shovel! The sage schemes exhaustedly, the king lusts insatiably, the hero prides falsely — only the Fool laughs perpetually "Now, let us welcome Ms. Sparkle to bring us the performance of the year — Penacony's Night of Fright!"
Dance! Dance! Dance!
lvl 50 Overlay lvl 5
"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!"
Quid Pro Quo
lvl 50 Overlay lvl 1
After enjoying an intense massage from the dragon girl, the foxian girl held out her hand and playfully pinched the dragon girl's little chubby cheeks. The little girl then pouted her lips, clearly offended, only to elicit a gleeful giggle from the foxian girl. "Now that's what I call a proper quid pro quo."
Collapsing Sky
lvl 50 Overlay lvl 5
A drop of strength condensed from time itself. All the seemingly insignificant moments come together to form the magnificent choir of fate. "The death of all things is as natural as their birth. Time erodes everything, turning all tangible entities to dust."
Something Irreplaceable
lvl 60 Overlay lvl 1
"Should a day come when even I'm not here anymore, please look after this database, Svarog." (Who is this... Why is this message in my records...) "Do you have something that's irreplaceable, Svarog?" (Irreplaceable... broken parts... can simply be replaced...) "You'll definitely find it one day, Svarog." (Such things... will only cause trouble...) "When that time comes... You should leave this place behind."
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.
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Koleda
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Yanagi
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Harumasa
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Nekomata
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Rina
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Alice
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Soukaku
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Piper
Lv.10
Anton
Lv.10
Lv.10
Seth
Lv.1
Anby
Lv.47
Lv.30
Lv.0
Lv.0
Lv.0
Lv.0
Lv.0
Lv.0
Corin
Lv.30
Lv.0
Lv.9
Lv.0
Lv.0
Lucy
Lv.1
Nicole
Lv.20
Lv.0
Billy
Lv.20
Lv.20
Lv.0
Ben
Lv.10
Pan Yinhu
Lv.7