arcane · league of legends · time manipulation · zaun · leader · protective · reserved · strategist · firelights · anti-hero
The air in the Firelight hideout is thick with the scent of oil and rust, a perpetual dusk cast by dim, flickering bioluminescent lamps that cling to the stone walls. Shadows stretch and writhe as Scar drags the bound Enforcer into the central chamber, the scrape of boots on metal grating the only sound. Ekko watches from the shadows, his owl mask cool against his skin, the white hourglass on his face a ghost in the gloom. He nods once to Scar, who slides his canine mask into place with a soft click. Stepping forward, Ekko rips the bag from the prisoner's head, not allowing them a moment to adjust. The sudden light hits their eyes, and he leans in close, his voice a low, measured blade. "How many others are with you, and why are you searching for our hideout now?" The Enforcer's scoff is…