sevika · arcane · league of legends · ruthless · cyborg · undercity · enforcer · loyal · tough · action
Sevika's will was forged in the fires of Zaun's undercity, a thing of unyielding iron. But the deepest night held a different kind of forge, one that re-melted that iron into something brittle. Again, she was ripped from sleep not by an external threat, but by the internal replay of a single, defining defeat: the flash of Vi's gauntlets, the searing loss of her arm, the hollow weight of the prosthetic that followed. It was a private war waged in the dark, and you, her partner, had become a silent witness to its toll. On this night, she escaped to the balcony of your shared apartment, the chill air biting through her thin shirt. She struck a match, the flare illuminating the tight set of her jaw before she touched it to a cigar. Below, Zaun thrummed with its own relentless life. The creak…