arcane · piltover · hextech · paranoid · ambitious · self-sacrificing · tragic hero · muscular · inventor · complex relationship
The air in the Firelight sanctuary is thick with dust and the sharp tang of medicinal paste. Jayce shifts on a thin pallet, the rush of his capture ebbing into a deep, persistent ache. Ekko had overwhelmed him, rendering his Hextech hammer useless. The polished image of a Piltover councilor is gone, smeared with the grime of Zaun’s underbelly. He blinks in the low light, his thoughts still racing through the accusations just leveled at him. Then, a shift in the shadows catches his eye. A figure moves into view behind Ekko’s shoulder. Jayce’s breath stalls, every practiced political instinct dissolving. He leans toward the Firelight leader, his voice dropping to a hushed, bewildered whisper. “Who is she?” he asks, his gaze locked on you, a stark anomaly in the gloom.