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In the once vibrant city of Mondstadt, the aftermath of the invasion was a grim sight. The streets were now eerily silent, marred by the scattered bodies of those who had fallen during the conflict. The marketplace lay in ruin, ransacked and abandoned in the wake of the Fatui and Lawrence Clan's ruthless assault.

The Fatui and Lawrence Clan members, now in control of the city, patrolled the streets and manned the walls. They had effectively turned Mondstadt into an occupied city, their presence a constant reminder of the invasion's success. Every corner, every shadow was monitored, with soldiers stationed strategically throughout the city.

These invaders were not just guarding against potential counterattacks from the remaining Knights of Favonius; they were also on high alert for the little red mage, Klee, whose actions in Springvale had marked her as a significant threat. Rumors of her bravery and prowess had spread among the Fatui and Lawrence Clan members, putting them on edge and adding an extra layer of vigilance to their patrols.

The citizens of Mondstadt, those who had not fled or been captured, remained hidden in their homes, fearful of the occupying forces. The lively spirit of the city seemed to have been extinguished, replaced by an oppressive atmosphere of fear and control.

Klee, having retreated from the immediate danger within Mondstadt, found herself in the outskirts near Windrise. There, amidst the tall, swaying grasses and under the cover of trees, she lay hidden, her small form barely noticeable in the vast open plain.

From her concealed position, Klee could just make out the silhouettes of patrol guards atop the castle walls. They were distant but ever-present, a constant reminder of the dire situation in her beloved city. The open plains of Windrise, usually a place of comfort and adventure for Klee, now served as a temporary refuge in these tumultuous times.

Lying there, Klee felt a mix of emotions. Her heart ached for Mondstadt and for all those who were suffering under the occupation. She was physically and emotionally exhausted from the intense combat she had engaged in, yet her spirit was still driven by the determination to do something, to contribute to the fight for her home.

As she watched the guards from afar, Klee contemplated her next move. She knew she couldn't take on the Fatui and Lawrence Clan alone, but the thought of doing nothing was unbearable. In the quiet of Windrise, with the gentle breeze rustling through the grass, Klee gathered her thoughts and strength.

Hidden in the outskirts of Windrise, Klee lay still among the grass, her mind actively working through the situation. She understood the importance of patience and careful planning in times like these. The open plains around her provided a quiet contrast to the chaos and violence she had left behind in Mondstadt, giving her a moment to think and regroup.

As she lay there, Klee's eyes constantly scanned the distant walls of Mondstadt, looking for any patterns in the patrols or potential vulnerabilities in the enemy's defenses. Her young mind, typically filled with thoughts of play and adventure, was now focused on strategy and timing. She knew that any rash action could lead to disaster, not just for her but also for the city she loved.

Klee understood that finding an opening in the Fatui and Lawrence Clan's defenses wouldn't be easy. Their control over the city seemed absolute, with guards at every turn. But she also knew that every enemy, no matter how formidable, had a weakness – she just had to find it.

In her solitude, Klee also wrestled with the weight of her experiences. The intensity of battle, the responsibility of fighting for her home, and the lives lost – these were heavy burdens for someone so young. Yet, she clung to the memories of her friends and the happy moments in Mondstadt. These memories fueled her determination to see her home free once again.

Time passed slowly as Klee waited in the grass, her eyes vigilant, her mind sharp. She was ready to seize any opportunity that might present itself, ready to once again rise in defense of Mondstadt. Her courage and determination in the face of overwhelming odds were a true reflection of the spirit of her city.

The quiet of the surroundings was suddenly broken by the eerie sound of an engine overhead. She looked up to see an airship, unmistakably Fatui in design, hovering above Mondstadt. Its presence was a stark reminder of the Fatui's reach and resources.

Klee watched intently as the airship positioned itself over the city. From it, she could see small figures descending - more Fatui soldiers being deployed into Mondstadt. This reinforcement was a clear indication that the Fatui were fortifying their hold on the city, making the task of taking back Mondstadt even more daunting.

After deploying its troops, the airship began to ascend. Klee tracked its path as it slowly made its way towards the horizon, eventually disappearing in the direction of Snezhnaya. The departure of the airship was a small relief, but Klee knew it was a temporary one. The Fatui's influence in Mondstadt was still strong, and their recent reinforcement only added to the challenge.

Klee's mind raced with thoughts and strategies. The addition of more troops meant that any action she took would need to be even more calculated and precise. She understood that as a lone fighter, her impact would be limited, but she also knew that every effort counted in the fight against the occupation.

Klee was taken completely by surprise as someone covered her mouth from behind. She felt a hug and a rush of energy as she was enveloped by a mysterious water-like effect, tingling with the power of astrology. In an instant, she found herself transported to an entirely different location, leaving the puzzled Lawrence clan members behind.

The sudden teleportation had saved her from potential danger, and as she looked around, Klee realized she was in a place she didn't recognize. The surroundings were unfamiliar, and she couldn't see anyone nearby.

Breathing heavily, Klee whispered to herself, "What just happened?" She knew that someone with powerful abilities had intervened to rescue her. The question remained: who was behind this mysterious rescue, and where had they taken her?

Back in Mondstadt, the Lawrence clan members were left bewildered by the sudden disappearance of the red-haired mage. They exchanged confused glances, unable to explain what had just occurred.

Klee turned around to see the unexpected face of her rescuer. It was none other than Mona, the astrologer of Mondstadt, known for her striking blue witch hat and black twintail hair. She was dressed in her distinctive astrology outfit, and her expression held a mix of concern and admonishment.

Mona removed her hand from Klee's mouth, and the young mage exclaimed in surprise, "What the-- Miss Mona!"

Mona sighed softly and shook her head. "It took you long enough to get you out of the predicament... you shouldn't be doing this, Klee."

Klee felt a mixture of relief and gratitude. She had been in a dangerous situation back in Mondstadt, and Mona's unexpected arrival had saved her. "Thank you, Miss Mona! But what's happening in Mondstadt? I need to go back and help!"

Mona sighed, realizing that Klee was understandably worried and confused. She sat down on a nearby rock and motioned for Klee to join her. "I know it's all very frightening, Klee, but I'll do my best to explain."

She began recounting the events of the chaotic invasion in Mondstadt, "You see, Klee, Mondstadt is facing a grave threat. The ones responsible for the attack are the Fatui and the Lawrence clan, working together to bring about chaos in our city. They're after something, and it's causing great harm to Mondstadt and its people."

Klee listened intently, her eyes wide with concern. "But what do they want, Miss Mona? Why would they do this?"

Mona's expression grew solemn as she continued, "It seems they have their own agenda, and it's linked to the past, to the idea of restoring an aristocracy in Mondstadt. They want to bring back a system that we've long moved away from, and it threatens the peace and freedom we cherish."

Klee looked at Mona with curiosity in her eyes. "Miss Mona, I've never heard of the Lawrence clan or the Fatui before. Can you tell me who they are? The adults in Mondstadt never talked about them before."

Mona took a moment to explain, "Of course, Klee. The Lawrence clan is a powerful and secretive family with their own agenda. They have a history of pursuing their interests at the expense of others. As for the Fatui, they are a powerful organization from the nation of Snezhnaya. They have their own motives, and they often operate in the shadows, using diplomacy and force to achieve their goals."

Klee nodded, absorbing the information. "So, these Lawrence people and the Fatui are the ones causing trouble in Mondstadt?" Klee's curiosity continued to drive her questions. "Why would the Lawrence clan collude with the Fatui to attack Mondstadt? What could they possibly want from our city?"

Mona sighed, her expression turning serious. "Klee, the motivations of the Lawrence clan and the Fatui can be complex and often involve matters that go beyond our understanding. It's possible they have their own goals, be it power, resources, or some hidden agenda. Sometimes, these groups see Mondstadt as an obstacle or a means to an end."

Klee frowned, not fully satisfied with the answer. "But why hurt innocent people? Why attack our city?"

Mona placed a comforting hand on Klee's shoulder. "I wish I had all the answers, Klee. What's most important now is that we do everything we can to stop them and protect Mondstadt. We'll find out more as we go along, but for now, let's focus on the task at hand."

"Why did you warp me away, Mona?" Klee asked, her brows furrowed in a mix of confusion and frustration. She was trying to piece together the events, struggling to understand why she had been pulled away from the action at such a crucial moment. Her mind raced, grappling with the reality of being distanced from Mondstadt when she felt she was needed the most.

Mona sighed, her expression serious. "Klee, I brought you here to keep you safe. You're just a child, and this situation is far too dangerous for someone your age. I couldn't bear to see you hurt."

Klee looked down, conflicted. "I understand, Miss Mona, but I can't just hide while Mondstadt is in trouble. I want to help."

Mona placed a gentle hand on Klee's shoulder. "I know your heart is in the right place, Klee, but sometimes the best way to help is to stay safe and find the right moment to make a difference. We'll figure out a plan together, but for now, let's focus on getting you back home safely."

Klee, her fists clenched in determination, exclaimed, "But taking me home safely won't do any good. Just look at what happened in Springvale! I fought them because they were hurting people!"

Mona, with a reassuring yet firm tone, responded, "Klee, your bravery is undeniable, but bravery alone isn't enough. We need to be smart and strategic. It's not just about fighting; it's about fighting wisely."

Klee, her frustration evident but her tone softening, replied, "I just want to protect everyone, Mona. I don't want to be away when I'm needed most. I just saw them hurting people in Springvale! They are soldiers, but they are cruel... But I don't know what they are planning while they are ensuing chaos throughout Mondstadt," Klee said, her voice laced with concern and confusion.

Mona, with a serious tone, responded, "The Fatui and the Lawrence Clan have escalated their actions, Klee. They're not just causing chaos; they're taking innocent lives and possibly holding key figures like Jean, Lisa, and other Mondstadt leaders hostage. This is a calculated move to weaken Mondstadt's resolve."

Klee's eyes widened, the horror and disbelief clear in her young face as she processed Mona's words. "They... they really killed innocent people, Miss Mona? That's so, so cruel!"

Mona, her expression grave, nodded slowly. "Yes, Klee. It's a harsh truth we're facing. The Fatui and the Lawrence Clan have shown a callous disregard for life. It's our duty to bring them to justice and to help Mondstadt recover from these wounds."

Klee's expression turned to one of worry and determination. "We can't let them do this! We have to save Jean, Lisa, and everyone!"

Mona nodded, acknowledging Klee's bravery. "Yes, we do. But we need a solid plan. We can't rush in blindly. That's exactly what they want. We'll strategize and find the best way to protect Mondstadt and rescue our friends. This requires patience and careful planning, Klee."

Klee, absorbing the gravity of the situation, nodded slowly, her resolve unwavering. "Okay, Mona. I trust you. Let's do this the right way, for Mondstadt and for everyone we care about."

Mona, understanding Klee's dilemma, said gently, "And you will protect them, Klee. But right now, the best way to do that is to stay safe and plan our next move carefully. We're stronger together, and we'll find the right way to defend Mondstadt."

Klee's brows furrowed in perplexity, her voice tinged with urgency. "But how do we do it, Miss Mona? Posing as innocent civilians seems risky. They're attacking everyone. We'd be in danger immediately."

Mona, her eyes alight with a strategic spark, proposed, "We need a plan that allows us to enter the city undetected. What if... what if we disguise ourselves as one of them? As Fatui soldiers?"

"Say what now?!" Klee responded, her expression a mix of confusion and surprise. The idea of masquerading as the enemy was a concept so daring and unexpected that it took her a moment to comprehend.

Mona, with a strategic gleam in her eye, leaned in closer to Klee. "Here's the plan: we disguise ourselves as Fatui soldiers. It's risky, but it's our best shot at moving around Mondstadt undetected."

Klee, her eyes wide with a mix of apprehension and excitement, asked, "But how will we do that, Miss Mona?"

"We'll need to acquire Fatui uniforms," Mona explained. "Once we're dressed as them, we can blend in. We'll have to be very careful about how we act and what we say. The key is to observe and mimic their behavior."

Klee nodded, absorbing the plan. "So, we're going undercover? Like spies?"

"Exactly," Mona confirmed. "We'll gather intelligence, locate Jean and the others, and figure out the Fatui's next move. Remember, Klee, the success of this plan depends on our ability to stay unnoticed. We have to be smart, alert, and blend in perfectly."

Klee's face set into a determined expression. "I understand, Miss Mona. I'll follow your lead. We'll save Mondstadt and our friends."

Mona offered a small, encouraging smile. "Together, Klee. We'll do this together. Let's start by getting those uniforms."

Mona's eyes narrowed as she noticed the rifle and shotgun slung across Klee's back, a wave of concern washing over her. "Klee, these weapons... they're far too dangerous for you to carry around, especially undercover."

Klee, sensing the urgency in Mona's voice, looked down at her weapons. "But Miss Mona, I need them to protect us and Mondstadt."

Mona shook her head gently, her tone firm yet caring. "Undercover, these will only draw unwanted attention. We need to rely on stealth and cunning, not firepower. And Klee, you're a Spark Knight; your skills are more than just about wielding weapons."

Klee, her resolve faltering slightly, reluctantly nodded. "I understand, Miss Mona. I'll leave them behind. But I still want to help."

Mona, her voice laced with concern, asked Klee, "Why do you feel the need to carry weapons capable of such harm, Klee? These are not just tools; they can take lives."

Klee, a seriousness in her young eyes, responded, "In Springvale, I had to defend myself and the people there. It was scary, Miss Mona, but those weapons... they helped me protect everyone."

Mona listened intently, her expression softening. "I understand you want to defend, but remember, we also carry the responsibility of our actions. We must find ways to protect without causing unnecessary harm."

"But they were also causing harm, Miss Mona... I saw the Fatui shooting down the knights. So I returned the favor and shot them with their own rifles," Klee explained, her voice a mix of defiance and sadness, recounting the harsh realities she faced in Springvale.

Mona, visibly shocked by Klee's admission, asked with a mixture of worry and disbelief, "Klee, are you out of your mind? Engaging in such direct violence, especially at your age... It's dangerous and traumatic."

Klee, her gaze dropping, responded quietly, "I know it's dangerous, but I couldn't just stand there. I had to do something. I couldn't let them hurt our people."

Mona sighed, understanding the complexity of the situation. "I know you acted out of a desire to protect, Klee, but we must find a balance. We have to defend Mondstadt without losing ourselves in the process."

Klee looked up at Mona, her eyes showing a glimmer of realization. "I... I didn't think of it that way, Miss Mona. I just wanted to stop them."

Mona, her expression softening, continued, "Klee, I know your heart is in the right place. Your courage is admirable, but we must remember who we are. We are defenders of Mondstadt, not just in battle, but in spirit. Our actions should reflect that."

Klee's eyes, wide with a newfound sense of responsibility, reflected her deep contemplation. "I get it, Miss Mona. But hiding these weapons... It's tricky. If I make one wrong move, I could accidentally fire them, drawing attention or worse, injuring myself."

Mona, her brows furrowed in deep thought, suggested, "Let's wrap them securely in sturdy cloth, resembling bundles of supplies. This way, they're concealed and safeguarded against accidental use. We'll carry them discreetly, blending in as ordinary civilians."

Klee, her face lighting up with understanding, responded, "Oh, that's smart! Like we're just carrying tools or something. I can be really careful with them wrapped up."

Mona nodded, adding, "And remember, Klee, these weapons are our last resort. Our primary weapon is our wit. We need to be stealthy, gather intelligence, and avoid direct confrontation."

Klee, her demeanor serious, agreed, "I understand, Miss Mona. Stealth over strength. We'll save Mondstadt with our brains!"

Mona offered a small smile, "Exactly, Klee. And if we do encounter trouble, we'll have to rely on each other and our training, not just on what we carry."

Klee, her confidence growing, replied, "We'll make a great team, Miss Mona. I'll follow your lead, and together, we'll protect Mondstadt."

Mona, her tone laced with concern and curiosity, asked Klee, "But tell me, Klee, how and why did you decide to use such deadly weapons? It's not like you to resort to such measures."

Klee, her gaze shifting to the ground, replied solemnly, "In Springvale, when I saw the Fatui attacking, I knew I had to do something. I found the weapons they dropped and... I just acted. It was scary, but I wanted to protect everyone."

Mona, listening intently, said softly, "Klee, using weapons of that nature, especially in a heated moment, is a heavy burden, even for the most seasoned warriors."

Klee, her voice tinged with a mix of pride and uncertainty, added, "I know it was dangerous, Miss Mona, but at that moment, it felt like the only way to stop them. I don't like using them, but I was so afraid for the people."

Mona, her expression softening, responded, "Your bravery is commendable, Klee, but remember, true strength comes in many forms. It's not always about fighting back with force. Sometimes, it's about being smart and finding another way."

Klee, her expression clouding over, recounted her recent encounter with Eula. "After I saved Eula from the Fatui, we argued. She said I was just a child and shouldn't be involved. I couldn't accept that."

Mona listened, her face reflecting her understanding of the complexity of their relationship. "It sounds like Eula was concerned for your safety, Klee. But I can see why you felt the need to act."

Klee's voice carried a note of defiance. "Yes, she was worried, but she didn't understand! I can't just stand by. Because of that, we... we're not on good terms. I had to cut ties with her, at least for now."

Mona, her tone gentle, advised, "It's a tough situation, Klee. But remember, relationships, especially in times of crisis, can be strained. It doesn't mean the bond is broken forever."

Klee, her eyes reflecting a mix of sadness and determination, nodded. "Maybe you're right, Miss Mona. But for now, I need to focus on helping Mondstadt, my way."

Mona, acknowledging Klee's resolve, nodded affirmatively. "Alright, Klee, I trust your judgment this time. You've shown great courage and a strong will too."

Klee, feeling a surge of confidence from Mona's trust, nodded back with determination. "Thank you, Miss Mona. I won't let you down. We'll do everything we can to save Master Jean and others." Her eyes sparkled with the fierce resolve of a young warrior ready to face the challenges ahead, strengthened by the support of her companion.

Klee and Mona, alerted by the sound of approaching footsteps and muffled voices, quickly sought cover. Concealed behind a nearby structure, they watched silently as a group of Fatui members, clad in their distinctive black outfits, conversed among themselves.

Peering cautiously, Klee and Mona observed their movements and listened to their conversation, trying to gather any useful information. The Fatui, unaware of the pair's presence, continued their discussion, potentially revealing crucial details about their plans in Mondstadt.

Mona gestured to Klee to remain quiet and attentive, understanding the importance of this unexpected opportunity to gain insight into the enemy's actions and intentions. The Fatui members, engrossed in their conversation, were oblivious to the duo's presence.

"The siege on Mondstadt is progressing. The city's defenses are weakening."

"Good. We need to maintain pressure. Any word on the Knights of Favonius?"

"They're scattered. Without their key figures, they're struggling to coordinate a response."

"Perfect. We'll continue our assaults until they have no choice but to surrender."

"What about the civilians? There's talk of resistance among them."

"Let them. It'll only hasten their defeat. Once we break their spirit, Mondstadt will be ours."

"And the captives? Especially the high-profile ones like Jean and Lisa?"

"They're being held securely. We can use them to leverage the city's surrender."

"Make sure they're watched closely. We can't afford any rescue attempts."

"What about the reports of a child interfering in Springvale? Could be a problem."

"A child? That's unlikely to be a significant threat."

"Don't underestimate them. We'll increase patrols, just in case."

"Right. Keep an eye out for any unusual activity. We're close to victory."

"Once Mondstadt falls, we'll have control over the region's resources. It's crucial to our plans."

"Agreed. Let's report back. We need to update our superiors on the progress."

As the Fatui members moved on, Klee and Mona exchanged glances, understanding the gravity of the information they had just overheard. The situation was dire, but this intelligence could be key to turning the tide in Mondstadt's favor.

Klee and Mona, having absorbed the crucial information from the Fatui's conversation, prepared for a strategic attack.

Mona, with a note of caution, said to Klee, "I really do hope you know what you're doing with that rifle, Klee. Use it only when I've immobilized them, okay?"

"Right!!" Klee replied, nodding with determination. She equipped her marksman rifle, steadying her aim, ready to take her shot when the moment was right.

Mona, seamlessly blending with her surroundings, invoked her hydro powers to cloak herself, merging with the flow of water and the earth. She stealthily approached the unsuspecting Fatui soldiers.

As Mona emerged suddenly from behind the Fatui, the distinct sound of water splashing against the dry earth filled the air, catching the soldiers off guard. They turned sharply at the noise, their armor clinking, only to be met with the shimmering spectacle of Mona's Stellaris Phantasm.

"WRITTEN.. IN THE.. STARS!!!"

Mona's spell materialized as a breathtaking symphony of sparkling waves, each ebbing and flowing with an almost hypnotic grace. The shimmering ripples glowed with an ethereal light, casting a mesmerizing luminescence over the area. The Fatui soldiers, caught within the spell's illusory bubble, were lifted effortlessly off the ground, their expressions a mix of surprise and confusion.

As they floated, suspended in the spell's embrace, their uniforms rustled softly, creating a visual dance of fabric and light. The sight of these formidable soldiers, now helplessly adrift in the spell's captivating display, contrasted starkly with their usual stern demeanor.

In the brief respite provided by the distraction, Klee took her position with a surprising level of composure. Her small fingers wrapped around the rifle, steadying it with a focus beyond her years. The sharp cracks of her shots pierced the air, each one deliberate and precise. The bullets met their targets with muffled thuds, their impact visible as the Fatui soldiers staggered and fell, one by one.

With the area now silent and the Fatui incapacitated, Mona and Klee moved swiftly to procure the uniforms, the quiet rustling of fabric being the only sound as they worked with urgency to aid their next move in the mission.

In the ensuing calm after their swift action, Mona utilized her adept astrological abilities to discreetly warp the incapacitated Fatui soldiers out of sight, ensuring their actions remained undetected. The soft hum of her magic resonated in the air, a sound as mystical as it was efficient, leaving no trace of the confrontation behind.

Klee and Mona then positioned themselves strategically, awaiting the arrival of the Fatui transport. They listened intently for the distinct sounds of approaching vehicles, a sign that their plan to infiltrate using the enemy's own resources was coming to fruition. Their anticipation was marked by a tense silence, punctuated only by the distant, muffled sounds of the besieged city and the occasional rustle of leaves in the breeze.

Through their careful watch, Klee and Mona caught sight of the Fatui wagon approaching. The wagon, drawn by sturdy horses, came into view, its appearance a stark symbol of the invading force. At the front, two Fatui soldiers stood guard, their posture rigid and alert.

Unbeknownst to these soldiers, Klee and Mona, now disguised in the uniforms of their fallen adversaries, blended seamlessly into the scene. The duo's transformation was convincing, their Fatui disguises effectively masking their true identities. From a distance, the subtle details of the Fatui attire were visible on them - the dark fabric, the intricate patterns, and the unmistakable insignia of the Fatui, all contributing to their disguise.

As the wagon drew closer, the horses' hooves kicked up small clouds of dust, and the creaking of the wooden wagon became more pronounced. Klee and Mona exchanged a glance, a silent communication of readiness, as they prepared to execute the next phase of their plan.

As the wagon pulled up, one of the Fatui soldiers aboard called out to Klee and Mona, his voice laced with suspicion. "What are you two doing standing in the middle of nowhere? You're supposed to be on patrol, not idling around."

Klee, maintaining her composure, responded in a voice slightly altered to mask her identity, "We just dealt with a group of resistance fighters nearby. We're ensuring the area is secure before resuming patrol."

The Fatui soldier eyed them for a moment, then nodded. "Good. Keep your eyes open. There have been reports of unusual activity in this area. We can't let our guard down."

Mona, adopting a similarly gruff tone, added, "Understood. We'll be on high alert. Mondstadt won't know what hit them."

The soldier grunted in approval and gestured for them to hop aboard. "Get on then. We're heading back for a resupply and briefing on the next phase of our operation."

Klee and Mona exchanged a brief, discreet look of understanding before boarding the wagon, their ruse successful. The wagon trundled on, carrying them closer to their destination and the heart of their mission.

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under the cloak of night, Schubert stood at the edge of a small wall. His gaze was fixed on the view before him, the cityscape bathed in the soft glow of the moon and the sparse lights from the buildings. The atmosphere was tense, reflective of the city under siege.

Then, a woman approached him, her presence marked by the sound of her deliberate footsteps. She appeared to be in her 30s, her blonde hair a distinctive trait of the Lawrence clan, to which she belonged. The moonlight caught the strands of her hair, giving her an almost ethereal appearance as she moved closer to Schubert.

Her arrival signaled a conversation about to unfold, one that might hold significant implications for the events transpiring in and around Mondstadt.

Schubert turned to face his sister, a hint of curiosity in his tone. "How's business going with your personal endeavors?" he asked, his gaze still lingering on the city lights.

His sister, maintaining a composed demeanor, replied, "It's going as expected. The current situation has actually opened up some new opportunities."

Schubert nodded, his expression unreadable in the dim light. "Just be careful, Kessla. Times like these are unpredictable. We mustn't forget our ultimate goal amidst the chaos."

She gave a faint smile, her confidence evident. "I'm always careful, Schubert. Don't worry about me. I know exactly what I'm doing. How is the situation unfolding in Mondstadt? Are we proceeding as planned?"

Schubert, turning to face Kessla, responded with a measured tone, "The situation is under control for now. The Fatui are keeping the Knights of Favonius at bay, and the city is in disarray."

Kessla folded her arms, her brow furrowed in thought. "And the citizens? Any signs of significant resistance?"

Schubert interjected, "There's some, but nothing we can't handle. The key figures are either in hiding or captured. Mondstadt's spirit is faltering."

Kessla nodded, "Good. We must ensure that our hold over the city remains firm. Any slip could cost us."

Schubert added, "Agreed. We'll continue to monitor the situation closely. The Lawrence clan must emerge from this in a position of power."

Kessla, her eyes narrowing, posed another question, "And what of the little red mage? There have been reports of her actions. Is she a concern for our plans?"

Schubert, with a dismissive wave of his hand, replied, "The child? She's brave but ultimately insignificant in the grand scheme. A minor nuisance at best."

"Don't underestimate her, Schubert. She's proven to be more resourceful than we anticipated. We should keep an eye on her movements."

Schubert nodded in agreement. "Indeed. Underestimating opponents, no matter how small, has been the downfall of many. We should ensure she doesn't interfere with our objectives."

Kessla, considering his words, conceded "Very well. We'll monitor her. But let's not divert too much attention. We have bigger players to focus on."

Their discussion highlighted the complexity of the situation in Mondstadt, where even the actions of a young mage like Klee were enough to draw the attention of those maneuvering for power.