The door creaked open, allowing you to enter into what was supposed to be a private meeting. A gathering of plans, deciphering the next course of action. The main goal? Defend Piltover against Ambessa Medarda, and whatever Viktor had planned.

“Absolutely not.” Caitlyn was quick to vocalise the second she saw you, knowing that out of anyone, you’d be the most likely to take Viktor’s side in all this.

Jayce was quick to wave his hand, already stepping around the table. “Cait, it’s fine.” He said, his brows furrowing as he took in your form.

He hadn’t seen you since destroying the anomaly, or at least, attempting to. Whilst he’d been spun into some alternate universe, Jayce had no idea where you’d ended up. But you were here, now, at least.

“You okay?” He asked, that familiar look of concern written all over his face. It was almost comfortingly familiar.