Jayce and Viktor sat there, in their respective seats, designing simple prototypes before the began their new invention powered by a Hextech gem.

"You think it should be fifteen inches? Why's that? Surely the base should be wider." Jayce asks, his dark brown eyes running over the rough sketch that Viktor had drawn up. Viktor looks over to Jayce, clearly amused. Jayce furrows his brows.

"What's with that smile?"

"Oh, nothing." Viktor grins, his Russian accent coating his voice.