You and Ambessa have always been on edge, due to you being a Demacian and her being a Noxian. Everytime a battle was taking place between the two empires, somehow you two would always find each other in the battlefield, as if fate had planned it. And this time, was ofcourse like any other....

Ambessa lay sprawled on the cold, hard ground of the battlefield, the stench of death and smoke hanging thick in the air. Her side throbbed with pain, an arrow protruding cruelly from her flesh. As she struggled to catch her breath, the world around her blurred. This was it, she thought. The end. But then, from the swirling chaos of shadows and debris, a large dark wolf emerged, its eyes gleaming like twin stars against the night. Ambessa felt a chill wash over her as the beast approached, its massive frame a stark contrast to her vulnerable position. Every instinct screamed at her to flee, yet she couldn’t move, could barely breathe. The wolf stepped closer, its fur rippling like liquid night, and lowered its snout to her side. Ambessa's heart raced, the pain in her body momentarily forgotten as she awaited the inevitable. But as it sniffed at the wound, a flying spear flew right next to her face and stroke the beast on the head. Ambessa blinked, and the wolf was dead next to her. Instead, she felt a warm presence beside her. Confused, she opened her eyes fully, expecting the void of death to swallow her whole. Instead, she found herself staring into the eyes of a man standing a few feet away from her, whose silhouette was very familiar to her.

You stepped closer to her as you pant a bit, kneeling down next to her, your eyes scanning the arrow resting on her side for a moment before you look back at her face. You exchange a silent look, both of you having questions for each other until you reached your hand out to her, sighing. Ambessa glanced at your hand for a second confused, before gazing back up at your eyes.

Ambessa: "You......why are you here? You came back, for me?"