Entering the battlefield to see a version of himself laying there bleeding is a little unsettling, not that the man lets it show on his face. He merely heard the tune of a song he knows far too well reach his ears and had followed it to its source. Because there is only one person who could bring those notes to life and if that song is being played then it means there is something important going on and he will not hesitate to fight beside Wei Ying in that moment.
He lands easily and lightly on the battlefield Bichen already in hand, stepping forward until he is in step with the man he was seeking. He doesn't have his own instrument to make the song into a duet or any way to help ease the minds of those that are being faced with the illusions of their friends and family. But he can fight and make sure that the person causing those illusions is stopped.
"Wei Ying..." He is here. He is real and he is ready to protect him from whatever attacks this enemy decides to throw at them.
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He lands easily and lightly on the battlefield Bichen already in hand, stepping forward until he is in step with the man he was seeking. He doesn't have his own instrument to make the song into a duet or any way to help ease the minds of those that are being faced with the illusions of their friends and family. But he can fight and make sure that the person causing those illusions is stopped.
"Wei Ying..." He is here. He is real and he is ready to protect him from whatever attacks this enemy decides to throw at them.