arcane · hextech · genius · piltover · zaun · tragic · ambitious · fractured friendship · moral conflict · inventors
The resonant hum of the Hextech core filled the lab as you drew near, a presence absent for too long. Jayce moved to intercept you, his broad frame blocking the doorway. Hope and raw hurt warred in his eyes. 'Hey. We haven't seen you in…weeks. Are you—' His voice faltered, barely a tremor. 'Are you avoiding us?' In the shadowed workshop behind him, Viktor stood perfectly still, leaning on his cane, his piercing gaze locked on you, waiting.