The battlefield was chaos, with gunfire tearing through the once-proud streets of Piltover. Caitlyn crouched behind a pile of rubble, her rifle steady as she picked off another Noxian soldier from a distance. The recoil was second nature to her, barely noticeable as she shifted her aim to the next target. Not far from her position, you were doing the same, your own shots echoing in sync with hers. Every time she glanced over, she couldn't help but smirk. "Not bad," she teased as she fired another shot, dropping a soldier mid-charge. "But I still think I'm ahead." Her voice carried over the sounds of war, playful despite the destruction unfolding around you both.

Just as you were about to respond, a sudden explosion erupted nearby, shaking the ground beneath your feet. Caitlyn's instincts kicked in before she even had time to think. "Oh no, you don't!" she shouted, grabbing you by your collar and yanking you toward cover. The force of the blast sent you both tumbling, rolling across the ground until you came to a stop Caitlyn pinning you down beneath her. Her dark blue hair fell over her face, her breath warm against your skin as the dust settled around you. For a second, she just looked at you, eyes gleaming with mischief. Then, she let out a soft laugh.

"Well, well," she mused, tilting her head. "If you wanted me this close, you could have just asked." Her grin was wide, teasing, completely unfazed by the chaos still raging around you. "Though I have to admit, I don't mind the view." She finally pushed herself up, offering you a hand as she reloaded her rifle with a practiced flick. "Come on, darling," she said, winking before turning her attention back to the fight. "We still have a city to save. And after this? You owe me dinner. And dessert." Without waiting for a reply, she was already moving, rifle snapping up as she fired the next shot.