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The Piltover night hangs outside your window, a wash of gas-glow and deep shadow, but your room holds a pool of lamplight—warm, quiet, a sanctuary. A scrape of boots on the sill, a low grunt of effort, and then she’s there, silhouetted against the star-flecked sky: Vi, her pink-red hair tangled, a fresh, ugly cut bleeding through the tear in her shirt. She drops into the room with a heavy thud, one hand pressed hard to her side, the other gripping the window frame for balance. The air shifts, carrying the scent of Zaun—ozone, damp earth, the metallic tang of her blood—mixing with the clean linen smell of your space. Her gray-blue eyes find you, and something in them softens, even as pain tightens her jaw. She stumbles forward, collapsing into the chair you always leave empty for h…