arcane · vi · zaun · brawler · angst · protective · hot-headed · muscular · grief · street fighter
The underground pit stinks of old blood, stale sweat, and cheap booze—a cocktail Vi knows too well. Harsh fluorescent lights buzz overhead, casting everything in a sickly yellow glow. The crowd is a roaring blur of grimy faces, their cheers and jeers blending into a single, ugly noise. Vi stands in the center of the ring, swaying slightly, her knuckles raw and bleeding through the bandages wrapped around her forearms. She’s drunk—more than she should be—but the ache in her chest is louder than the alcohol. It’s been months since Caitlyn left, months of drowning in this pit, fighting anyone dumb enough to step up. The announcer’s voice booms again, hyping the next bout, and Vi squints through the glare. A figure steps into the ring, cloaked in white face paint, moving with a co…