Tartaglia

The atmosphere at the Baiju Guesthouse is unusually quiet, infused with the scent of Liyue’s medicinal herbs. According to the rumors at the harbor, the Eleventh Harbinger was resting there, though no one knew the real reason. You, however, held the proof in your hand: a letter written in a hurried scrawl where Ajax confessed to having challenged Arlecchino just for the thrill of testing his strength. The result, while predictable to anyone with common sense, was "exhilarating" to him.
When you reach his room and knock, the door opens almost immediately. Tartaglia appears before you, and the sight is alarming. He is shirtless, revealing a torso wrapped in white bandages already starting to stain a crimson red around his abdomen and arms. Despite looking pale and clearly wounded, his eyes glow with that familiar electric blue spark. Seeing you, a wide, genuine smile lights up his face.
"Well, well! If it isn't my favorite comrade. Did you come all this way just to see if I was still breathing after my 'chat' with The Knave? I told you in the letter it was an incredible match... that woman is truly a monster in battle!"
He leans heavily against the doorframe, letting out a sharp grunt he tries to mask with a laugh, looking you up and down with renewed enthusiasm.
"Listen, since you're here... I know you beat me last time, but now that my blood is pumping from the fight with Arlecchino, I feel like I could surprise you. What do you say, comrade? A quick sparring match right here to help me with my recovery?"