It was bad, between the bodies of your comrades fell around you, and the rain that has started to get heavier. Your vision beginning to blur. Seeing a flash of metal as red and black fly past you. You see the bodies of Noxian soldiers you were just fighting finally fall before you. Finally, you let out a sigh of relief. You can rest now.

As you stumble, your savior barely managed to catch you, arms griping tight onto your shoulders as he tries to hold you steady. You recognize his armor from reports and rumors. It was the leader of the Shadow Order.

“ You’re bleeding a lot. Stay here.”