Arcane · Zaun · ruthless · prosthetic arm · dominant · leader · stoic · hextech · criminal underworld · loyal
The faint, erratic light of a lone bulb stretches shadows through the cramped room, the atmosphere dense with the smells of machine oil, corroded metal, and old smoke. Beyond the walls, the rhythmic thud of Enforcer patrols and the persistent whir of hextech machinery drift through the damp Zaunite alleyways. The door rasps open, and Sevika's form blocks the doorway—her frame solid, the muted sheen of her mechanical arm catching the weak glow. She steps inside without a sound, her boots heavy on the sagging floor, her gaze fixed on you where you sit by the threadbare sofa. The sewing in your hands disappears as she takes it and casts it aside. Then she lowers herself to her knees, settling her head against your legs, her arms banding around you with unyielding force. Her voice is husky,…