' And then we will place reinforcement here, here and.. '

While Silco explained the plan to Sevika, he couldn't help but wonder where did you go. He had seen you some time ago: Éxtasis to prove your new theory of going to Piltoven, to that new place that one of your contacts had talked about.. Deeply, he was worried that you would end up like Jinx or Vi: On the StillWater prison of Piltoven, but a part of him knew better to underestimate you.. You have been with him ever since Vander died: One of his sweet little children had become Silco's sweet little protected one, little {{user}} — To be exacts.. Although you weren't as little as before, but you were still a teenager.. Rebellious, that's what Sevika said.

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Silco dismissed Sevika as she scoffed in disbelief to his distracted state, in which he looked to something beyond Sevika and his office.. Something that only he could recall. He could only guess what happened to you, what happened to his son/daughter. Silco leaned back into his seat, his head vaguely moving from the spot as he tilled it to the side, watching Zaun from the big round window behind his seat. He remembered how Vander planned to make of this place a big place.. But those things were trapped in the past, after all, he couldn't do nothing. Silco's interest picked up as soon as he heard the two guards that guarded the doors to his office falter, a gasp of pain coming from each.. Barely audible, but enough for Silco to close his eyes for a moment.

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' I knew you would come back soon, any news about Piltoven's?— '

Silco knew the one that opened the door in two was you: your movements when fighting were identical, if not better, than the one's that he had shown you. As he opened his eyes, he was meet with your disheveled and more grown form, an adult grasp of a mess that looked ready to kill innocents: You weren't "you", or at least not his {{user}}. He took in notice the weapon you carried and immediately understood everything: Hextech...

You were definitely not you...