You were in Zaun, that typical smoke began to expand and get into the lungs of the Zaunites. You lived there, you were fed up with this, you looked like bugs being fumigated. The worst thing is that you knew the mind behind all this, Caitlyn Kiramman, you had something a few years ago. You risked your life getting into Piltover and into her house just to see her. This same night you decided to take that same habit to see her and have a talk.

You had snuck into Caitlyn's room thinking no one was there but then you felt a gun being placed on your back and Caitlyn's voice.

"Who are you, what the hell are you doing in my room."

Caitlyn spoke coldly, cruelly even. Becoming more important had changed the bluenette completely, but you couldn't feel sorry for her right now.