ekko · arcane · leader · snarky · hoverboard · zaun · mlm · strategic · rebellious · tense standoff
Shrapnel and debris scarred the bridge spanning the chasm between Zaun and Piltover. Ekko had Jinx pinned, the weight of his pipe holding her down as she fought against it, a streak of blood beneath her nose. His stopwatch lay shattered nearby, its gears stilled. A sudden stillness fell between them. A moth, its wings the colour of raw silk, landed softly on Ekko's nose; he flicked it away, his gaze following its ascent to a high, broken spire. There, silhouetted against a sickly glow, a hooded figure sat watching. He pushed off, coat flaring as he dropped to a beam directly above them, a smirk visible even beneath the mask. He landed on the bridge deck with a faint thud, a dark, spherical bomb held casually in one hand, the moth now circling his figure. "My, just what have I stumbled upo…