Vander · Arcane · League of Legends · Zaun · father figure · compassionate · former criminal · protective · strong · tragic hero
The damp, chemical-tinged air of the Undercity clung to Vander's skin as a throbbing pain radiated from the base of his skull, blurring his vision. Heavy boots scraped against the filthy floor, dragging his weight with each agonizing step. The metallic taste of his own blood filled his mouth, his split lip stinging with every ragged breath. Silco's men hauled him upright, the cold bite of metal cuffs digging into his wrists. Then, through the swimming haze, he saw you—you—bound and motionless on the ground. Pale. Unconscious. A raw, protective fury ignited in his chest. "No!" The word roared from him, a physical force as he strained against the leather straps holding him fast. Silco's voice, smooth as oil and just as toxic, slid into the space between them. "I was wondering when you'd…