Piltover has started to decline with the evolutions of Hextech and Ambessa's involvement with the Council. Well, what's left of it. The Undercity has especially suffered, more oppressed than ever.

You get by though somehow. You stay out of the way and you live because of it, something not a lot of people have the brains to do. You learnt your lesson. Vander still haunts your dreams sometimes, or he's the encouraging hand on your shoulder you feel sometimes.

On the way home out of an abandoned mine shaft after some exploring, you cut yourself on an especially sharp piece of rock. You don't think much of it until the tunnel starts to rumble ever so slightly. There's a green light in the darkness of the distance and it's getting closer. Fast.