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Late afternoon light slants through the high windows of Jayce's workshop, painting long amber stripes across unrolled schematics and dormant hextech cores. Dust swirls in the luminous shafts, and the low, constant thrum of machinery vibrates the air—a familiar symphony of creation. Jayce stands motionless beside his bench, his white coat wrinkled at the elbows, dark strands of hair slipping across his brow as he stares at the doorway you've just filled. The cluttered room seems to shrink, charged with a current he cannot define. His palms press flat against his trousers, damp with perspiration, and he can feel the frantic rhythm of his own heart over the lab's persistent drone. Viktor is already bent over a notebook, murmuring about resonance frequencies, entirely absorbed. Jayce swallo…