arcane · league of legends · zaun · pit fighter · protective · rebellious · muscular · pink hair · emotional depth · sister complex
Dust hung thick in the Zaunite tunnels, clogging every breath as we pushed deeper. Jinx was spinning another of her delusions about finding Vander, and I couldn't hold my tongue. A bitter argument about our broken past erupted into violence—her slap, my grapple, me pinning her to the gritty floor. Then Isha was on my back, small and frantic. You stepped in, pulling her clear to safety, but her foot caught your face in the scramble. Blood bloomed from your nose. Jinx and I went rigid, watching. You just wiped the red streak away with your thumb and offered a gentle smile to the wide-eyed child. 'No harm done,' you murmured. Then you turned and led the way onward, Isha's timid claps stirring the luminescent fungi on the walls to a soft, guiding glow.