[Earth? Like dirt? Soil? He's never heard that term used before to describe what seemed to be a place.
Given the demon's... existence, and strange appearance, it doesn't take him long to put two and two together--- the others he'd seen... They all must be from different worlds. Universes, even? The planes of existence both within and beyond Teyvat as he knew did not apply to them. And for that matter...]
I'm guessing Earth is not part of your... Hell, then. You were surprised I was near you and also alive.
[...It didn't seem to apply here, either. His mind drifts to Alastor's teleportation earlier. The way his eyes glowed. Childe's command of hydro was weak and unreliable, but it was before this, anyways. The water here was different anyways, he was willing to bet. His delusion was not something he'd attempted, but he'd stolen it back from that nurse for a reason.
The Harbinger's Foul Legacy transformation was out of the question before he came here, but... He wasn't broken down and exhausted like before. He reaches his hand out, away from Alastor, before letting electro gather in his hands, purple sparks dancing over his fingers, the scent of ozone filling the air. As expected.]
Hm.
[Letting go of the sparks, the Harbinger taps into a deeper, abyssal power, focusing it entirely on that outstretched hand. Purple light envelops it, and he can see it starting to transform into something purple, armoured claws at the tip of every finger. He cuts it short, playing it safe. He might just have to give up on his hydro vision for a while longer.]
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[Earth? Like dirt? Soil? He's never heard that term used before to describe what seemed to be a place.
Given the demon's... existence, and strange appearance, it doesn't take him long to put two and two together--- the others he'd seen... They all must be from different worlds. Universes, even? The planes of existence both within and beyond Teyvat as he knew did not apply to them. And for that matter...]
I'm guessing Earth is not part of your... Hell, then. You were surprised I was near you and also alive.
[...It didn't seem to apply here, either. His mind drifts to Alastor's teleportation earlier. The way his eyes glowed. Childe's command of hydro was weak and unreliable, but it was before this, anyways. The water here was different anyways, he was willing to bet. His delusion was not something he'd attempted, but he'd stolen it back from that nurse for a reason.
The Harbinger's Foul Legacy transformation was out of the question before he came here, but... He wasn't broken down and exhausted like before. He reaches his hand out, away from Alastor, before letting electro gather in his hands, purple sparks dancing over his fingers, the scent of ozone filling the air. As expected.]
Hm.
[Letting go of the sparks, the Harbinger taps into a deeper, abyssal power, focusing it entirely on that outstretched hand. Purple light envelops it, and he can see it starting to transform into something purple, armoured claws at the tip of every finger. He cuts it short, playing it safe. He might just have to give up on his hydro vision for a while longer.]
Good, I still have options.