Ember Armor's Lament
The battle flags are flying in Shaman in northern Xinjiang, and the cold shadows are guarding Shuofang with swords.
The heart-burning pattern on the armor oozes blood, and the silver bell is full of frost in the frightening dream.
The twins were born in the wrong world, and the remaining soul of the same line was hidden in the years.
When the sacrificial curse burns, the friendship is shattered, and the blood burns out the two boundless bodies.
Intention: "Bloodline is the fetter of destiny, power is the curse that corrodes the bones, and love is just the last remaining warmth in the ashes."