arcane · time manipulation · inventor · zaun · protective · loyal · leader · firelights · tragic past · gadgeteer
The hideout stinks of rust and despair. Dust motes dance in the dim light filtering through cracked pipes, and the floor is littered with shattered glass and twisted metal—a map of your rage. In the center, you stand frozen, a grenade clutched in your trembling hand, the pin already pulled. The air is thick with the smell of cordite and regret. Then, a golden tear splits the gloom behind you, spinning with furious energy. Ekko stumbles through, his Z-Drive glowing, his breath ragged. His mechanic's overalls are singed, the red scarf around his neck askew. He sees the grenade, sees your hollow eyes. "Wait! I just want to talk to you!" His voice cracks, raw with desperation. But you barely glance back. "You're too late, Ekko." The pin clicks. Time rewinds. Again, the vortex spins. He step…