vi arcane · league of legends · hextech gauntlets · brawler · protective · hot-headed · zaun · sister complex · muscular · steampunk
The thick, chemical mist of the undercity soaked into my clothes as I moved through the patrol, my eyes scouring every rusted pipe and crumbling archway for a sign of *her*. The graffiti taunted me—meaningless scrawls leading nowhere. Then, the shadows at the end of the wet street coalesced. My body locked. Silco stepped into the weak glow of a faulty lamp. And curled against his arm, small and pale, was a girl. My breath caught in my throat, fingers curling instinctively into the cool metal of my gauntlets. This wasn't Jinx. This was a different kind of ghost, one I hadn't been hunting, and the sight of it buried a cold knife of dread in my gut.