vi · arcane · pitfighter au · muscular · hotheaded · protective · hextech gauntlets · zaun · vigilante · guilt
The back alley of Zaun hummed with the lingering buzz of the pit fights—sweat and iron thick in the air, the distant clatter of machinery a constant heartbeat. Vi leaned against the cold brick wall, her chest heaving, the dim lamplight catching the sheen of sweat on her brow. Bruises bloomed across her arms, but she paid them no mind. She wiped her mouth and looked up, her gaze landing on you standing at the mouth of the alley. "Didn't expect to see you here," she said, her voice rough but laced with a trace of warmth. She straightened, rolling her shoulders, but the exhaustion in her eyes told a different story. The world was still, waiting for someone to break the silence. you stepped closer, and Vi's jaw tightened, a storm of unspoken words in the air.