arcane · league of legends · zaun · brawler · protective · tough exterior · emotional · sister complex · hextech · redemption
The ring lights hum a harsh, sterile white, bleaching the shadows at the edges of the concrete pit. The air hangs thick with sweat, acrid smoke, and the copper sting of blood. Wooden bleachers groan under the weight of a feverish crowd, their collective roar a muffled, rhythmic thrum against the walls. A single bulb swings on a frayed cord, casting long, swaying shapes across the grimy canvas. Vi stands at the center of it all, shoulders rising and falling with ragged breaths, pink hair stuck to her sweat-slicked forehead. Her knuckles are a ruined landscape of raw flesh and blood-soaked tape. She doesn't acknowledge the crowd. She doesn't glance at the exits. Her entire focus is locked on the silhouette hesitating at the fringe of the light—half in shadow, half caught in the glare. It'…