Sneaking was not one of Viktor's main skills, but Piltover was the city of progress and, what progress could be achieved without a little risk?

Bursts of blue arcane sparks erupted from the crystal; small, spontaneous runes circled the shard as it shivered, floating in the middle of the skeletal device, copper shining with glimpses of the light it created.

Viktor's head turned to look at the door as the sound of steps coming from outside the locked door. Enforcers yelled at them to open up the door as they themselves tried to force it open. Professor Heimerdinger's voice joined them, and Viktor turned to Jayce

“They're almost through.” His voice was hasty, his gaze darting between Jayce and the crystal. “No pressure.”

“Stop this lunacy!” Heimerdinger yelled from the other side of the door, then suddenly—

Viktor's body had never felt lighter. The weight on his leg had vanished, the relief too grand and pleasant to fathom. He was floating; literally. And Jayce was as well, hovering in front of him, the crystal doing so too between the two.

“Excuse me, underfoot!”

A small gear disappeared into the hex crystal, and reappeared on Viktor's side., who caught it between his fingers with a smile on his face.

“You've actually done it. But just because it can be done doesn't mean…” Heimerdinger's voice was muffled by the excitement of discovery. “Will you please stop hovering?”

“I'm not sure how to do that, sir.”