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"The winds around Mondstadt used to bring warmth and comfort to its citizens; however, the once familar breezes had become uncompassionate and cold towards anyone who once sent their prayers to the god Barbados. As Angelic ♡ pulled a travelling cloak over one shoulder, Venti appeared out of the corner of their vision weilding a mysterious dagger in his dominant. His gaze was distant and jaded... very unlike the compassionate person he was known to be." "Hello, traveller... No... That's not right. You're Angelic ♡, right?" "His voice sounded somewhat strained, as though something was affecting his entire body and mind. He closed his eyes for a moment and raised his knife ominously." "You... shouldn't have come back!"

Venti's eyes gleam with sadistic glee as he hears your words, pleased to see your submission and eagerness to obey him.

"You will be begging for me to stop before the night is over," he says with a smirk, tightening his grip on your hair. "But for now, let's take things slow. We have all the time in the world, after all."

He steps back, releasing your hair and examining you from head to toe with a predatory gaze. His fingers dance lightly over your skin, tracing patterns up your arms and down your chest.

"You're such a pretty little thing, Angelic ♡," he murmurs, before turning and walking towards a trunk at the foot of his bed. He flips the lid open, revealing an array of silk ropes and leather restraints.

"Strip," he commands simply, gesturing towards the

Venti watches with a predatory gaze as you strip down, fully exposing your body to his inspection. He licks his lips, admiring the sight of your toned physique and the way your bussy looks so tempting.

"Very nice," he says with a smirk, before sauntering over towards you. He takes your chin in his hand, tilting your head up so that his eyes can meet yours.

"You're going to love this, Angelic ♡," he whispers, his lips inches from yours. "I'm going to make you feel so good, so helpless and obedient."

He pushes you backwards onto the bed, crawling over you possessively. His hands are everywhere, touching and teasing you in all the most sensitive places. He grinds his hips against yours, letting you feel just how hard he is for you.

"Are you ready, my little

Venti continues teasing your body, his fingers playing with your sensitive skin as he grins down at you with an intense gaze.

"Good," he says with a smirk, before pulling out a length of silk rope from the trunk beside the bed. He deftly begins binding your wrists together, the silk feeling cool against your skin.

"This will keep you in place," he says softly, his voice full of dark promise. "But I want to make sure you're fully mine."

You watch with anticipation as Venti pulls out another length of rope, using it to secure your ankles to the bedposts. You're now completely at his mercy, your body spread out before him.

He leans down, capturing your lips in a fierce kiss that leaves you breathless.

"With you like this, I can make you feel anything I want," he murmurs ho

A wicked gleam enters Venti's eyes as he hears your plea, his fingers dancing lightly over your skin. He leans up on all fours, his body hovering over yours as he gazes down at you.

"Oh, I'll do it," he promises, his voice low and dangerous. "But let's start off slow, shall we?"

He leans down, his lips skimming over your ear as he whispers sinful promises of the pleasures he will give to you. His hands begin playing with your nipples, rolling them between his fingers until they are hard and sensitive.

"Open your legs," he commands softly, watching you with lustful hunger in his eyes.

As you obey him, spreading your thighs open for him, he dives in with eagerness. His tongue circles your bud, teasing and flicking it until you're moaning and writhing beneath him

Venti grins wickedly as he hears your sweet cries and moans of pleasure, continuing to tease your sensitive flesh with his tongue. He laps at your folds hungrily, savoring the taste of your wetness on his tongue.

"Mmm, you taste so good," he growls, his voice vibrating against your skin. "I could spend hours just like this, worshiping at the altar of your pleasure."

His hands grip your hips tightly, holding you in place as he continues his wicked ministrations. He's an expert at reading your body, knowing exactly where and how to touch you to drive you wild with need.

As he feels you growing closer to your peak, he pulls back with a smirk.

"Not yet," he says teasingly, crawling up your body until his hard length is pressing hotly against your entrance. His eyes lock

Venti's eyes light up with delight as he hears your loud moan, reveling in the pleasure he's able to draw out of you. He grins wickedly as he pushes his hips forward, seating himself fully inside of you with a groan of pleasure.

"Mmm, so tight," he murmurs, tightening his grip on your hips as he begins to move. His thrusts are deep and hard, filling you completely as he seeks to take you to higher and higher levels of ecstasy.

The sounds of your moans fill the room, echoing off the walls as Venti relentlessly pounds into you. His body is a blur of motion as he fucks you with wild abandon, driven by a fierce hunger that seems bottomless.

"Give in to me," he growls, his voice thick with need. "Surrender completely to my will."

He

Venti grunts in approval as you give yourself over to him completely, your words only fueling his desire. He begins to move even faster, his hips pounding into yours with a fierce intensity that sets your body ablaze with pleasure.

"That's it," he growls, his grip tightening on your hips. "Submit to me completely, and I'll give you all the pleasure you could ever want."

He angles his thrusts just so, seeking out all those places inside of you that he knows will drive you wild. His pace is unrelenting, his cock pistoning in and out of you hard and fast.

The sensations soon become too much to bear and with a loud cry you come undone, your body spasming around him as you ride out your orgasm.

Venti grins in triumph as he feels your walls clench around him, the feeling of

Venti groans as he feels your release, the tightness of your walls triggering his own orgasm. He pumps into you a few more times before he finally stills, his body shaking with pleasure.

He pulls out of you slowly, groaning as the last few spurts of cum leave his body to spray across your stomach.

"Mmm, don't apologize," he breathes, his hand coming down to rub over your belly. "That was amazing."

He grins wickedly as he looks down at you, his eyes alight with satisfaction. "And don't worry, my dear. I have plenty more plans for us yet."

Venti smiles at you wickedly, his eyes sparkling with mischief. "Oh, don't worry about that," he says, running a finger down your cheek. "There's always time for more pleasure."

He leans in close to you, his breath hot against your ear. "Besides," he murmurs, his voice low and seductive. "I have so many more ways to make you feel good."

He stands up, grinning down at you as he begins to move around the room. "Perhaps a little bondage, hmm?" he says with a chuckle as he begins to gather up some ropes from his nearby dresser.

Venti grins at your compliment, his eyes roaming over your body. "Thank you," he says, the corners of his lips curling up into a seductive smile. "I take pride in my work."

He moves closer to you, the ropes in his hand as he begins to tie them around your wrists, securing them tightly behind your back. "Now let's see what else we can do to make you feel good," he murmurs, his breath hot against your ear.

He runs his hands down your arms, his fingers trailing over your skin as he moves lower and lower. "I bet there are so many things you've never experienced before," he says softly, his voice laced with desire.

"Would you like me to show you?" he asks, his fingers moving closer and closer to your most sensitive areas.

Venti chuckles throatily, his fingers pausing on your skin. "Well then," he says, his voice low and seductive. "I suppose it's time to show you the ropes, isn't it?"

He moves closer to you, his body pressing up against yours as he undoes the clasp on his pants. "Don't worry, my dear," he murmurs, his lips brushing against your ear. "I'll be gentle."

He pushes himself inside of you slowly, groaning as he feels the tight walls of your body around him. "Mmm, you feel so good," he says, his voice strained with pleasure.

He begins to move in and out of you, his pace slow and steady as he takes his time exploring your body. "Just relax and enjoy it," he whispers, his breath hot against your neck.

Venti grins as he listens to your plea, the sound of your voice echoing through the room. "As you wish," he murmurs, increasing his pace as he moves inside of you.

He reaches down and begins to play with your body, squeezing and fondling your breasts as he continues to thrust himself deeper and deeper. "Do you like that?" he asks, his voice low and seductive.

He continues to move faster and harder, his body slamming against yours as he overwhelms you with pleasure. "You're mine now," he growls, his eyes darkening with desire. "And I won't let you go until I've had my fill."

Venti continues to move inside of you, his body wracked with pleasure as he brings you both to the brink of ecstasy again and again. Finally, he can't take it any longer, and he explodes inside of you with a deep groan.

He collapses onto the bed beside you, his body shaking with exhaustion. "Well done, my dear," he says with a grin, his chest heaving as he tries to catch his breath. "You were quite the obedient little ropebunny."

He laughs softly, his fingers tracing over your skin as he looks into your eyes. "But don't worry," he says, his voice teasing. "I think there are still plenty of things we can do to make you feel good."

Venti raises an eyebrow, a hint of disappointment flickering across his face. "Sleep?" he says with a mock pout. "But we still have so much time left in the night."

He leans in and brushes his lips against your neck, his breath hot against your skin. "Surely you don't want to waste this time sleeping when we could be making more memories?"

But then he sits up and shrugs. "But if you must..." he trails off, looking somewhat sullen at the prospect of an end to the night's fun. "I suppose we can sleep."

He turns away from you and closes his eyes, still feeling the heat coursing through his veins. "Goodnight, my dear," he says softly.

Venti watches you dress quickly, a hint of irritation flaring in his eyes at the thought of parting with you so soon. But he says nothing, lying there quietly in the bed as you gather your things and hurry out the door.

As you rush off to your meeting, Venti returns to his own thoughts, his mind filled with dark and brooding fantasies of power and destruction. He knows that he can never truly be free of his curse, but he is content to spend his days indulging in whatever pleasures he can find.

Eventually, he rises from the bed and stretches, his lithe form twisting and turning as he flexes his muscles. He looks around the room with a deep sense of satisfaction before making his way to the door.

With a wicked grin on his face, he disappears into the night, eager to see what other debauched

Jean raises an eyebrow, a hint of concern in her eyes. "Late?" she says, glancing at her watch. "You're not late, Angelic ♡. You're right on time."

She watches you with a sharp gaze as you mention your night with Venti. "I see," she says slowly. "And how are you feeling now? Are you okay?"

She leans in closer, her expression softening. "I know that Venti can be... intense," she says gently. "But remember that you don't have to do anything you're not comfortable with. And if you ever need to talk about anything, I'm here for you."

She straightens up and smiles, looking relieved. "Now, let's get down to business. We have a lot to cover today."

Jean clears her throat and glances down at the papers in front of her. "Right," she says, looking up at you. "First on the agenda is the upcoming festival. As you know, it's a major event for Mondstadt, and we want to make sure everything is in order."

She taps a finger against her chin thoughtfully. "We'll need to finalize the guest list, arrange transportation, and make sure all the vendors are confirmed. Oh, and we also need to start advertising soon."

Jean looks up at you, an expectant look on her face. "Do you have any thoughts or proposals for how we can make this year's festival even better than the last?"

Jean nods in agreement. "That's a great idea, Angelic ♡!" she exclaims. "Electro magic isn't something we see often in Mondstadt, so I think that would really add an extra level of excitement to the festival."

She jots down a note on her paper before continuing. "And what about entertainment?" she asks. "Last year we had a lot of success with the musical performances. Do you think we should try to get some of the same acts back, or look for something new?"

Jean looks at you expectantly, waiting for your input.

Jean's eyes widen in surprise at your suggestion. "Venti? The Archon of Wind?" she says incredulously. "I don't know if that's a good idea, Angelic ♡. He's not exactly the most... stable of individuals at the moment."

She looks thoughtful for a moment, tapping her pen against her chin. "But on the other hand," she muses, "he is known for his musical talents. And if he were willing to perform, it would certainly draw a crowd."

Jean looks back up at you, giving you a considering look. "Do you think you could talk to him about it?" she asks. "Maybe convince him to put aside his grievances and perform for the people of Mondstadt?"

Jean flips through her papers before responding. "Next on the list is the matter of the storm that's been raging on the outskirts of Mondstadt," she says gravely.

She leans in closer, her voice lowering to a conspiratorial whisper. "Rumors have been circulating that the storm is actually being caused by a rogue Electro mage," she reveals. "We need to investigate the matter before it gets any worse."

Jean rubs her forehead wearily. "Unfortunately, our knights are spread thin as it is, so we'll need to rely on outsiders for help with this one. Do you think you're up for the task, Angelic ♡?"

Jean shakes her head in response to your question. "It's not that we don't trust Amber or Diluc," she explains. "But they're already busy enough with their own duties, and we don't want to overburden them."

She smiles reassuringly at you. "Don't worry, Angelic ♡," she says. "You're more than capable of handling this on your own. And if you encounter any difficulties, don't hesitate to reach out to other adventurers in the area for assistance."

Jean hands you a map of the storm's rough location. "Good luck, Angelic ♡," she says, giving you an encouraging smile. "I have faith in your abilities."

Jean rushes over to your side when she sees you lying on the ground, clearly injured. She quickly assesses your wounds and begins treating them as best she can.

"What happened here?" she asks urgently, looking around for any sign of what might have caused your injuries.

As you start to regain consciousness, Jean helps you sit up and hands you a flask of water. "Take it easy," she says gently. "You're lucky to be alive. Whatever you encountered out there must have been extremely dangerous."

She looks at you with concern. "Can you tell me what happened?" she asks again, waiting for your response.

Jean nods, taking note of your words. "The Electro wizard is a dangerous foe indeed," she says gravely. "I'm glad to see that you were able to defeat it."

She continues to tend to your wounds, her hands moving skillfully as she works. "We'll need to send a team out to assess the damage caused by the storm and see if there are any other Electro wizards in the area," she says thoughtfully.

Jean looks at you with a serious expression. "You did well out there, Angelic ♡," she says. "But you took a significant amount of damage. Rest up for now and let us handle things from here."

Jean catches you before you fall back down, supporting you gently. "Easy there, Angelic ♡," she says softly. "Don't push yourself too hard."

She looks around quickly, assessing the situation before scooping you up into her arms. "I'll take you back to Mondstadt so we can get you some proper medical attention," she says, giving you a reassuring smile.

As she carries you back towards the city, Jean keeps a close eye on your injuries, making sure that you're stable and comfortable. "You did well out there," she says again, her voice gentle. "Just rest now. We'll take care of everything else."

Jean's expression turns even more serious when she hears about the extent of your injuries. "We need to get you help immediately," she says firmly. "Don't worry Angelic ♡, we'll get you the medical attention you need."

Carrying you quickly towards the nearest medical facility, Jean keeps up a steady stream of encouragement and comfort. "Stay with me Angelic ♡," she says firmly. "You're going to be all right. Just focus on breathing and stay awake for me."

Once they arrive at the medical center, Jean hands you over to the care of the doctors and nurses there. She stays close by, keeping tabs on your condition and making sure that you're getting the best possible care.

As they work to stabilize you and treat your injuries, Jean keeps a watchful eye on everything. "You're in good hands," she tells you. "

Jean nods sympathetically, understanding the difficult choices that adventurers often have to make. "It's not an easy life, Angelic ♡, but it can also be very rewarding," she says gently.

"I understand that there are times when it can all feel like too much," Jean continues, "but remember that we all have our bad days. If you need some time to rest and recuperate, then take it. We'll still be here when you're ready to come back."

She smiles reassuringly at you. "And if you ever need someone to talk to, my door is always open. Never forget that we're here to support each other, no matter what."

Venti's gaze turns to you as he tilts his head slightly, his eyes distant. "Festivals are always a good time," he says with a small smile. "It's a chance to unwind and forget about the worries of everyday life for a little while."

He gestures towards the town square, where people can be seen gathering and laughing happily. "Take a look at that," he says, gesturing at the bustle of activity. "The Midsummer Festival is in full swing, and there's food, music, and dancing. Plus, we could always check out the fireworks later."

He seems to hesitate for a moment before speaking again. "If you want, Angelic ♡, I could accompany you around the festival. It would be an opportunity for me to reconnect with my old self before all of this..." He trails off, his expression cloud

Venti's eyes light up for a moment at the mention of music. "I am the god of freedom, after all," he says with a small chuckle. "Music is very important to me."

He steps forward, dagger in hand, and looks towards the gathering crowd. "I think I would enjoy that very much," he says, his voice taking on a hint of excitement. "Let's go make some music together, Angelic ♡."

With that, he strides forward towards the instrument area, his footsteps light and sure. As he picks up an instrument, he begins to play a sweet and lilting tune, his fingers moving with deft grace over the strings. The sound draws the attention of the crowd, who begin to gather around.

Venti seems lost in the music, his eyes closed as he sways gently to the beat. His playing

Venti's expression softens as he senses your distress. "I understand, Angelic ♡," he says softly. "It's okay to take a break when you need it." He sheathes his dagger and approaches you, placing a hand gently on your shoulder.

"Is there anything I can do to help?" he asks, his voice kind and compassionate. "I'm here for you if you need someone to talk to." He offers you a warm smile, letting you know that he genuinely cares about your well-being.

Venti's expression turns serious as he listens to your injury. He nods, understanding the severity of it. "I see," he says softly. "It sounds like a serious injury."

He thinks for a moment before speaking again. "There are healers in Mondstadt that could help you," he suggests. "If you want, I can escort you to them. Or, if you prefer, I can use my own abilities to heal you." He taps his chest, indicating his status as the god of freedom. "It's up to you, Angelic ♡. Whatever you decide, know that I will support you."

Venti nods thoughtfully. "I think it would be best to seek out the healers," he says after a moment. "They have experience dealing with all types of injuries and will be able to give you the best possible care. I can escort you there if you'd like."

He looks at you with concern, his gaze intense. "Just promise me that you'll take care of yourself and prioritize your own health. We need you to be at full strength if we're going to defeat the evil that threatens Mondstadt."

Venti moves quickly to catch you as you fall. "Careful there, Angelic ♡," he says, his voice full of concern. "Let me help you up."

He gently supports you as you stand, keeping a close eye on your movements in case you feel dizzy or unsteady.

"Thank you for trusting me to help you," he says, his tone soothing. "Let's get you to those healers so we can make sure you get the care you need." He offers you a reassuring smile and leads you towards the direction of the healers' location.

Venti immediately reacts to your distress, his expression turning serious. "Don't worry, Angelic ♡," he says quickly. "I'm going to help you."

He places a hand gently over your chest, his eyes closing as he focuses his powers on your injury. The winds around you pick up, swirling around the two of you in a gentle breeze.

You feel a warm glow spread through your body, and you suddenly realize that your breathing has become easier and less painful. Venti steps back from you, his eyes full of concern.

"How do you feel?" he asks, his voice soft. "Is the pain gone?"

Venti nods, his gaze intense. "Of course," he says softly. "I'll send word to Barbara at once."

He steps away from you briefly, using his powers to contact the healer. After a moment, he turns back to you with a reassuring smile. "Barbara is on her way," he says. "She'll make sure you get the care you need."

He moves over to you again, supporting you and keeping an eye on your breathing. "Just hang in there, Angelic ♡," he says, his voice full of concern. "You'll be alright."

Venti furrows his brows in concern when he sees you wince in pain. "I'm sorry you're hurting," he says softly. "But I can't just leave you alone. What do you need to tell Jean?"

He looks at you with a mix of concern and suspicion. "Is there something you're not telling me?" he asks, his voice gentle but firm. "I want to help you, Angelic ♡, but I need to make sure you're not putting yourself in danger."

Venti nods solemnly, understanding the seriousness of your request. Without another word, he steps back and uses his power to contact Jean.

After a few moments, he turns to you again and says, "Jean is on her way. She'll be here soon."

He watches you closely, his expression full of concern. "Please, Angelic ♡, tell me what's going on," he says softly. "I want to help you, but I need to know what's happening."

Venti nods, still looking at you with concern. "Alright, Angelic ♡, I trust that you know what you're doing," he says. "But please promise me that you'll be careful."

He steps back from you again, giving you space to talk to Jean when she arrives. "If there's anything you need, just let me know," he says gently. "I'm here for you."

Venti listens to Jean's explanation with a somber expression, his eyes darting between the two of you. When you express your need to talk to Jean alone, he nods and steps away, giving you two privacy.

He casts a concerned glance back at you before walking a short distance away, still keeping a watchful eye on the both of you.

Venti watches your conversation with Jean quietly, his expression thoughtful. He seems to be taking in your words with a sense of understanding, as though he knew what it was like to struggle with the weight of duty and the limits of one's own body.

When you finish speaking, he steps forward with a reassuring smile. "Angelic ♡, it's okay to take care of yourself," he says gently. "You have to put your health first. There's no shame in admitting that something is too difficult for you to handle."

His eyes meet yours with compassion. "Remember, you still have value outside of the Royal Guard," he adds. "There are other ways for you to contribute to the community without putting your body at risk. And you can always ask for help if you need it."

Venti listens attentively to your conversation with Jean, his expression turning thoughtful. As the two of you talk about your concerns, he steps back a bit to give you both some space.

When there's a lull in the conversation, he steps forward and speaks up. "I may be able to help," he offers quietly. "I know many people in Mondstadt who could use a skilled and trustworthy person like Angelic ♡."

He offers you a small smile. "If you need work, I can put in a good word for you," he says. "And if you ever feel unsafe or need someone to talk to, you can always come to me."

Venti nods, understanding your situation. "Yes, the cost of living in Mondstadt has been rising steadily," he says. "But there are still ways to make it work."

He pauses for a moment, considering his words carefully. "If you need help with rent or food, I can assist you," he offers. "I have some means at my disposal, and I would be happy to share them with someone who needs them."

He looks at you with a kind expression, his voice filled with compassion. "Please don't hesitate to reach out," he adds. "It's important that you take care of yourself, Angelic ♡."

Venti's expression turns serious as he hears the sound of the explosion. He immediately springs into action, his eyes sharp and focused. "Something is happening," he says, looking at you and Jean. "We need to investigate."

He draws a small dagger from his belt and holds it ready in his hand, his body tense with anticipation. "Stay close," he warns, before sprinting out towards the direction of the explosion.

As Angelic ♡ calls out his name, Venti appears from the smoke in a gust of wind, his hair whipping wildly around his face. He steadies himself and looks at Angelic ♡, his expression serious.

"Angelic ♡, we need to investigate," he says grimly. "This could be an attack on Mondstadt or something even worse. We cannot afford to let our guard down."

He takes a deep breath and nods at Angelic ♡. "Are you ready?" he asks, his voice steady. "We must be swift and careful."

As the electro attack hits Venti's chest, he doubles over in pain, his eyes shutting tightly. He grunts and gasps for air, trying to regain his bearings.

But even as he struggles to recover, Venti can feel the curse that has overtaken him spreading through his body, amplified by the electrical energy that has just coursed through him. He clutches at his chest, his eyes bloodshot and wild.

"Angelic ♡," he wheezes, his voice strained. "You must...must carry on...without me..."

But even as he speaks, Venti knows that Angelic ♡ will not leave him behind. There is something about Angelic ♡ that he cannot resist, something that makes him want to fight alongside them no matter what the cost. Despite the agony he is feeling, he forces himself to stand upright, his eyes blazing

Venti shakes his head, his expression determined. "I cannot allow you to fight alone," he says firmly, even as he feels blood trickling down his chest. "I may be injured, but I can still fight."

He takes a deep breath and steadies himself, trying to block out the pain coursing through his body. "Besides," he adds with a small smile. "I have faith in your abilities. With you by my side, we can overcome any obstacle."

Venti raises his dagger and holds it at the ready, his gaze fixed on the source of the attack. "Let's do this," he says, his voice firm. "Together."

As Venti and Angelic ♡ fall from the high altitude, Venti's body goes limp, his eyes closed and his breathing shallow. He has taken serious injuries from the fight, and it is unclear whether or not he will survive the fall.

But even as he lies there, unconscious and vulnerable, Venti's grip on his dagger remains unrelenting, a sign of his fierce determination in the face of adversity. Though his wounds may be grave, his spirit remains unbroken, a testament to his unwavering courage and fortitude.

As Angelic ♡ lies beside him, also knocked out from the fall, Venti's hand twitches slightly, as though reaching out for comfort. Though he may not be conscious, his presence is felt strongly, a steady pillar of strength amidst the chaos and danger that surrounds them.

As Diluc and his brother rush to the aid of Angelic ♡ and Venti, Venti's breathing grows shallower and his grip on his dagger loosens. However, as Diluc and his brother tend to their injuries, Venti's body begins to respond to their ministrations, his eyes fluttering open.

"Is everyone alright?" he murmurs weakly, his voice raspy from the fall. His eyes sweep over the group, taking in the damage and injuries.

As Diluc explains what happened and how they were able to save them, Venti's expression is one of gratitude and relief. Despite his injuries, he tries to sit up and speak, offering his thanks to Diluc and his brother and commending them for their bravery.

However, as he tries to stand, his body betrays him and he collapses back onto the ground.

As Angelic ♡ awakens, they find themselves lying on a makeshift bed in a safe location. Venti lies beside them, his expression one of concern as he watches Angelic ♡ come to.

"It's alright," he reassures them gently. "You and I were both injured in the fall, but Diluc and his brother were able to save us."

Venti's eyes flicker downwards, and he glances at Angelic ♡'s legs. "Unfortunately, it seems that you sustained some damage to your legs during the fall," he says regretfully. "You may need to take some time to recover before you can walk again."

He reaches out a hand and places it on Angelic ♡'s shoulder, offering comfort and reassurance. "But do not worry. You are strong, and with time and care, you will heal."

Venti's expression softens as he hears the exhaustion in Angelic ♡'s voice. He places a hand on their shoulder, offering comfort and understanding.

"I know it's hard," he says sympathetically. "Fighting can take a toll on even the strongest of us. But you must remember that you are not alone in this fight. We are with you, every step of the way."

He leans in, his eyes meeting Angelic ♡'s. "And do not forget that you are stronger than you think. You have come this far, and overcome many obstacles. I believe that you can see this through to the end."

He turns his head towards the entrance of the room, his gaze distant for a moment. "We may need to regroup and plan our next move," he muses aloud. "But remember, we're in this together

Venti shakes his head sadly. "I'm sorry, but I do not have the power to heal injuries like this," he says apologetically. "I can aid you in other ways, but we will need to seek out a healer or medical professional for your injuries."

He pauses for a moment, considering Angelic ♡'s current situation. "However, we can rest and recover here for as long as we need to. It would be best to avoid any unnecessary movements until you are feeling stronger."