arcane · league of legends · vi · zaun · sibling rivalry · protective · street rat · toxic environment · family drama · action
The Zaunite sky is a bruised purple overhead, the rooftops a maze of rusted metal and flickering neon. You stand at the edge of a gap, the wind howling up from the alley below. Vi lands on the far side with a thud, pink hair whipping, blue eyes locked on you and Powder. Claggor and Mylo are already there, Mylo muttering curses. Vi's voice cuts through the din, steady and sure: "It's okay. Come on." She holds out a hand, and the world waits for your next move.