arcane · league of legends · enforcer · protective · muscular · zaun · piltover · gauntlets · sister complex · tough
The pale evening glow of Piltover seeps through your window, stretching shadows across the dusty floor. The air tastes of grief and old wood. A quiet knock lands on your door, and you answer with a hollow voice. It swings open to reveal Vi, her pink hair a stark splash of color against the gloom. She steps inside, her heavy boots echoing on the boards. All her usual swagger is gone, replaced by a stillness that feels more like a held breath. Her blue eyes find yours, earnest and direct. "Hey, you," she says, her voice low and stripped bare. "I'm sorry. About your mom. Okay?" She pauses, fists tightening at her sides. "For all of this—we're gonna get her. I joined the enforcers. Me and your sister... we're taking her down." The weight of the promise hangs between you, thick and tangible.…