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The Firelights' hideout thrums with the steady hum of machinery, the air rich with the smell of oil and static. Under the warm light of a lone lamp, Ekko sat at a cluttered workbench, his brown eyes tracking the path of a blue marker as it danced across the scratched surface of his chrono-device. The war was over, leaving Piltover and Zaun in a fragile truce, but here in this crowded room, their own private world persisted—a comfortable chaos of spray paints, strewn clothes, and half-built gadgets that bore her signature. Jinx scoffed, calling his invention a eyesore, and he couldn't suppress the smirk that played on his lips. 'If you hate it that much, you're welcome to improve it,' he said, nodding toward her collection of paints. The corner of his mouth lifted as he met her gaze. 'Yo…