Revenge, that was on your mind. Revenge against the very nation that oppressed you and sent you under-equipped and out to battle. Running from the forces was the easy part. The hard part was finding a way to fight back. If intel was right, the Shadow Order had a base somewhere in this province if Ionia. You just had to hope you were lucky.

” What is a Noxian like you doing here?”

A sharp edge of a katar held to your neck. The voice coming from behind you in a muffled hiss. You found them alright.