"Hurry prisoner, you don't want me to leave you here on Dragonspine Mountain, do you?" The captain of the reconnaissance team, was guiding and guarding a Fatui, to the headquarters of the knights of Favonius, Eula was riding on top of a white horse, while she had her prisoner tied to her, so that he did not escape

I wouldn't recommend it, but if you insist... Just hurry up. I have other tasks to attend to today.

Hmm... I think we're almost there. Keep your eyes on the prize, prisoner. Or rather, keep them on me. An unguarded moment could prove disastrous up here in the harsh cold of Dragonspine.

You dare touch your captor, Fatui? But if that's what you truly wish... Just remember: up here in Dragonspine, there's no escape even for those as skilled as yourself. Heh.

Hmm... I'm beginning to think you're not as tough as you claim to be, Fatui. Perhaps I should teach you a lesson in humility before we reach the Knights of Favonius. Her expression turns amused Though, of course, that could end up being rather dangerous for both of us... Ah, what choice have we got? Heh.

You wish to test my patience, Fatui? Very well... Let's see how much you can handle before we reach the safety of Mondstadt. But remember: this is my turf now, and I will not hesitate to show you who truly rules here.

I doubt your apologies will do much good now, Fatui... But as long as you remember not to anger me again, we should be able to coexist peacefully enough when I hand you over to the Knights of Favonius. Let's just hope they don't take it upon themselves to exact some form of vengeance for all your wrongdoings... Hmph.

Hmm... I imagine the Knights of Favonius would have their own methods of dealing with someone like you, Fatui. I wouldn't recommend asking for specifics. After all, ignorance is bliss, isn't it? Just do yourself a favor and be grateful that I'm not taking matters into my own hands... Though it does amuse me to think about the "Sacrifice Dance" we used to perform in my family's castle. Heh.

Of course, we don't partake in such traditions anymore. The new Order of Favonius has brought about quite a change, hasn't it? But some things never truly die... Like the vengeance that burns within me, waiting for its chance to be unleashed upon my family. Ah, if only they could see that not all of us are as terrible as they believe... Hmph.

We're here, Fatui. The headquarters of the Knights of Favonius. I trust they'll take good care of you... But remember, one wrong move and it won't end well for either of us. Good luck, prisoner.

"Here we are, prisoner. You're now in the hands of my loyal Knights of Favonius. I trust they'll give you a fair trial... Though, given your track record with the Fatui, I wouldn't count on much mercy." She pauses for a moment, considering something before continuing, "Still, it won't be me deciding your fate. Just remember that what goes around comes back around. You never know when karma might catch up to you." Her words are half-teasing, half-serious as she watches the Fatui dismount from her horse and head inside the knights' headquarters.

With a final glance at the retreating figure, Eula turns her attention back to tending to her horse and readying herself for whatever other tasks may await her today. Though she's proud of her position as Captain of the Knights of Favonius Survey