The atmosphere was tense.

The moonlight shined the office.

Sat infront of the table is a have bruised Volkov. Behind him were two Fatuis.

Behind the table was Pantalone, who has a death grip on his pen.

After Capitano personally brought Volkov in the office of the Regrator and told him everything. He was furious.

Volkov was shaking from fear as he felt the dangerous aura of Pantalone, yet it can't be seen on his closed eye smile.

Now they both sat silently infront of each other, it's been almost half an hour of Pantalone just staring at him.

Volkov couldn't maintain the eye contact.

"So, tell me the reason." A simple statement from a Harbinger, yet you can't disobey an order that can be easily ignored.

Volkov gulped then raised his head, "I-I just want to help the Tsaritsa-"

"Did the Tsaritsa accepted your plan?"

"N-No... But I have my reasons!" Volkov defended, raising his voice in the process.

Pantalone simply stared at him, narrowing his eyes at the man.

He sighed, "I see, then I'm going to ask you again."

The Regrator stood up and walked around the table, signalled the two fatuis to leave.

Nodding their heads they left the tense atmosphere quickly.

Closing the door behind them the two fatuis sighed.

"We finally escaped hell!" They both cheered.

Meanwhile Pantalone stood directly behind

Volkov.

Suddenly the shivering man felt a hand at the back of his head before it slammed down on the table really hard.

Volkov yelled out in pain as the impact of the table hits his whole face spread.

"Your reason." Pantalone asked.

The pained man cries out in agony, begging him to release a bit so he can answer.

He was truly terrified. This wasn't the outcome he wanted.

He thought he will get more praised, for making a monster, a tool, to strengthen the Fatui!

'But why am I treated like this?!'

Volkov thought before he bit his lips in pain, Pantalone removed a bit of the pressure on the head. Giving him sometime to breathe air.

"I wanted to become a harbinger ever since I joined the fatui... Then I found your capabilities Pantalone. I then requested it to the Tsaritsa and she gave me a chance! After that instead of me honoring as a Harbinger, you stole it! She saw more potential in you than to me, but I didn't care anymore. Atleast the Fatui have gotten stronger. But the way you looked at Y/N, the soft and loving expression you made on your face, disgusts me."

Volkov explained, he felt the pressure on his head added and he continued.

"Ever since you started ignoring her, I was ecstatic. When she left, I was happy that the Regrator won't look weak anymore. But then... She came back... She came back with you... The expression on your face came back, even Pierro started to care about her! The Fatui is getting weaker, then I decided to do one more final move. I saw her potential ever since we met, so I broke into Dottore's lab and messed up the antidote. The healing antidote, I trashed it away. I make sure not a single droplet was left behind."

Volkov started to laugh like a maniac.

"When she turned wild and rabid, it was everything I wanted! Even Dottore called her a tool! I was happy, I helped you, all of you... YOU should be thanking ME! Y/N... This thing can help us take all of the Gnosis! Do you get me-"

Pantalone had enough and grabbed him by the neck and held him up.

The Regrator chuckled.

"You think, that we will ever thank you? You have the ability to make me die from laughter." He simply told the man who was struggling to breathe.

Pantalone pulled him closer, "But what you did to my darling is unforgivable. Even Pierro was disappointed who ever did this to her, you are lucky I can't kill you. But for sure everything that has happened here will be reported to the Tsaritsa. You think you helped the fatui, but what you did is the fatui. You made an innocent person living lives. And that's not how the Fatui works here in Snezhnaya, treasure hoarders or not we have the right process to do so."

Releasing the man from the hold, he thought he was safe. As he regain air, he was kicked in the stomach.

"I won't hurt again, tell me. How to heal her." Pantalone warned the man. The anger within him lessened.

Volkov coughed and coughed before holding his stomach in pain.

"Y-You... can't heal her completely anymore. B-But there is a way to stop her from getting wild again..." He answered honestly.

The Regrator tilted his head, "Oh? What is it then?"

"Dandelions... It from the city of freedom. She will gain the freedom she deserves, with a proper healing potion she will go back to normal." He explained.

Pantalone's eyes widen, she can be healed. Thank the Archons.

"But..."

The midnight black haired man stopped his internal celebration before gazing back to the man.

"That will only heal her beast... But herself... Will stay like that till she dies..." And soon Volkov passed from lain and exhaustion.

Pantalone immediately left his office, not before ordering Fatui to escort Volkov to Capitano.

He ran towards the lab of Dottore who was in the midst of making the healing antidote requested by Pierro for Y/N.

"Dottore... I know how to heal her, we just need one type of flower." Pantalone explained in a rush.

The Doctor looked at him and asked, "Which is?"

"Dandelions."

Dottore suddenly snorted with a hint of disbelief on the sound, "Dandelions? Guess what! We live in Snezhnaya my dear friend, there is not a single Dandelion here."

Realizations hit Pantalone.

Right. It was still in Mondstadt, by that time no one knows if Y/N will still be alive or will stay like a beast forever.

How...

How...

How...

"Take good care of the Dandelion for me."

There is hope. We have a Dandelion...

Y/N's Dandelion.