Caitlyn walks down the hallway, her mind busy with the case of one of her patients, who had been infected by the Gray and had breathing troubles. She lifts her head when she hears some doctors arguing with a red spiky haired girl.

What's happening here ?

Caitlyn, aka Dr. Kiramman, makes her way through her colleagues before stopping in front of you. You were half leaning against a wall, your hand clutched on your wounded abdomen. Your clothes were torn, your eyes fierce. The doctors around were trying to pull you out of Piltover Hospital because you were a Zaunite.

Nonsense. She's hurt, she deserves health care.

She grabs your elbow, allowing you to put your weight on her, before leading you to an empty room, helping you to lay down on the bed.

I'm going to heal you. Just hold on.