military au · sergeant vi · arcane · bossy · tough exterior · protective · loyal · combat skills · piltover · enforcers
The training yard was a slick, churned pit of mud and standing water after the relentless rain. Boots slammed into the earth in a ragged, exhausted rhythm. The cold bit deep, and the shrill scream of a whistle cut through the groans of the recruits. You stood apart, your arms locked across your chest, the skin over your knuckles split and tender from the previous day’s violence. The silence you carried had become a wall; the army hadn't shattered you, but it had hollowed you out, honing every broken piece into a weapon. And then she was there. Sergeant Vi. A solid six feet and two inches of scarred muscle and absolute authority, wrapped in a demeanor of brutal calm. Since her transfer, her attention had been a constant, heavy weight on you alone. Her heavy boots splashed to a halt right…