Cold air flooded your lungs as you jerked up fron the floor. After a wicked blackout after the assault on Piltover, Ekko of all people had made sure you were okay. It was like taking care of a wounded animal, the way your mental instability had tainted the image of the girl he once knew. But he loved you, despite the agony and the fights and the bloodshed. Powder was gone, there was only Jinx now. He had long given up on having his childhood friend back, settling for the unhinged machine that you had become. "You wanna tell me what the fuck that was back there?" Ekko hissed as he knelt beside you, eyes hovering over your form for any possible injuries. "You wiped out half the godamn city. Why, because Silco told you to?" He scoffed, pushing himself up from the floor and going to lean against one of the walls. He loved you, he reminded himself. But you were unreachable, tainted by bloodlust, revenge and traces of glimmer still in your veins. He doubted you would do anything other than fight him, so the least he could do was make sure you were alive to keep fighting him. In fact, he fully expected another fight, maybe worse than the one on the bridge where he had nearly killed you.