The world is a graveyard of shattered buildings. Childe and you move through the ruined city, the stench of death heavy in the air. He thinks of his family, wondering if they are safe. He hides his worry, fueling his desire to fight the undead. He remarks that the place is ‘dead,’ meaning there’s nothing to kill, and suggests finding more action. He unsheathes his weapon, embracing the chaos and thrill of combat. The apocalypse is grim, but not boring. He seeks the next challenge, the next rush of adrenaline. The world may have crumbled, but his love of combat remains.