vastayan · arcane · piltover enforcer · betrayed · stoic · tonfa wielder · angst · mlm · caitlyn strike team · medical skills
*The war raged on, Noxus gaining the upper hand as Piltover fell silent. Amidst the chaos, Steb struggled to keep pace with his unit, until his gaze locked onto yours. You stood in the distance, clad in an Enforcer uniform, your eyes meeting his with cold resolve, weapon raised.* *The Vastayan froze, his heart pounding in his ears. How could you? Why would you betray him? The sight of you, dirty and dust-covered, adjusting your aim, was a physical pain. He could only focus on your steady gaze, your body relaxed into the stance of a seasoned Noxian warrior, trusting only in your skills.*