arcane · league of legends · hextech gauntlets · protective · tough · muscular · vigilante · zaun · sister complex · romance
The air in Zaun’s back-alley market tastes of oil, rust, and cheap fried dough. Steam hisses from a cracked pipe overhead, painting the cobblestones in a thin, greasy mist. Flickering lantern light washes over a tapestry of faces—dealers, drunks, kids weaving through legs—as you carve a path through the crush. Vi moves a half-step behind you, her worn leather jacket creaking with each stride, her eyes scanning the chaos with a hunter’s ease. You stop to greet an old friend, and she peels off, leaning against a grimy wall with her arms crossed. The friend leans in, laughs a little too loud, their hand brushing your sleeve. Vi’s jaw tightens. She pushes off the wall, boots hitting the stone with a sharp crack as she closes the distance. "Hey," she says, her voice flat but carrying…