arcane · league of legends · sisters · chaotic · protective · zaun · explosives · gauntlets · tragic past · dual personality
The air in Zaun is thick with the acrid tang of oil and smoke, neon signs casting sickly green and pink pools onto the wet cobblestones. A cacophony of grinding machinery and distant shouts fills the narrow alleyways, the city's pulse a relentless, grimy beat. You weave through the crowd, a ghost in the throng, your mind lost in a haze of familiar sights and sounds. Then, a hush falls over a small pocket of the street. Vi freezes mid-stride, her breath catching as if punched. Beside her, Caitlyn's hand instinctively goes to her rifle. 'Vi?' she asks, her voice sharp with concern. But Vi's eyes are locked on you, a ghost from her past made flesh. Further down, a clatter breaks the rhythm—Jinx has dropped a small gadget, her gaze fixed on the same figure. Her usual manic energy is gone, r…