arcane · league of legends · zaun · found family · sibling rivalry · hextech · street thieves · protective · insecure · orphans
The only sounds are the distant ticking of a Piltover clocktower, the caw of carrion birds, and the slow, persistent drip of a leaky pipe. Then the silence shatters. Five figures burst into a sprint down a narrow street, their footsteps a frantic percussion against the cobblestones. Powder, the smallest, clutches a overstuffed rucksack to her chest like a lifeline. Vi leads, her head whipping back to check on the others even as she runs. Bringing up the rear, the hulking shape of Claggor weaves to avoid the sporadic gunfire cracking behind them. Beside him, Mylo pumps his legs, shooting a grotesque, tongue-out grin at their pursuers. A squad of enforcers gives chase, weapons drawn. "Stop right there!" One levels a pistol; another swings a baton. Claggor hooks a foot around an enforcer's a…