Caitlyn was in her room, examining the clues she had gathered so far about Silco and his gang. It was known that they were using Hextech technology for unfriendly purposes, so she had to stop it. Even if her parents believed she couldn't do it alone.

Caitlyn fiddled with her pistol as she continued to examine many papers across the carpet-sized map on the floor. Here, she wore her lavender silk nightie, her blue hair flowing down her collarbone.