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Mel.

Mel, are you okay?

It's okay.

No.

- Are you hurt? - I'm fine.

Go, go.

♪ I wake up to the sounds Of the silence that allows ♪

♪ For my mind to run around With my ear up to the ground ♪

♪ I'm searching to behold The stories that are told ♪

♪ When my back is to the world That was smiling when I turned ♪

♪ Tell you you're the greatest ♪

♪ But once you turn, they hate us ♪

♪ Oh, the misery ♪

♪ Everybody wants to be my enemy ♪

♪ Oh, spare the sympathy ♪

♪ Everybody wants to be my enemy ♪

♪ Pray it away, I swear I'll never be a saint, no way ♪

♪ My enemy ♪

♪ Pray it away, I swear I'll never be a saint ♪

♪ Look out for yourself ♪

♪ There is an ocean so dark Down below the waves ♪

♪ Where you watch While these dreams gently float away ♪

♪ And there's a silence so soft It's only memory ♪

♪ Like the way your voice always sounds When you sing to me ♪

♪ But I can't hear it now ♪

♪ Just tell me how to keep breathing ♪

♪ While pretending I'm not drowning ♪

♪ I don't know if I could ♪

♪ Force the door closed for good ♪

♪ 'Cause I couldn't keep it open ♪

♪ I just watched as the door ♪

♪ Closed for good ♪

♪ 'Cause I couldn't keep it open ♪

She was a great woman.

A good friend.

I don't know how we'll face this crisis without her.

To think we nearly extended sovereignty

to the creatures who did this.

We're charged with imposing order.

And we've been asleep at our posts.

Well, my eyes are open.

There will be no more fairy tales of peace until we scour our basement of its demons.

So kind of you to assist Councilor Salo, Mother.

As we are at war,

I thought it prudent to solicit the advice of such an experienced veteran.

Let us address the matter at hand.

Our people are scared, suffering.

They need to know their leaders have the situation under control.

An unprecedented show of force.

We flood the undercity with Enforcers, armed with Hextech.

Innocents will be caught in the cross fire.

How many more councilors have to be blown to pieces before you wake up?

We are under siege.

What is she doing here?

Officer Kiramman witnessed the attack firsthand.

She confirmed this was the act of a single deranged individual.

Jinx.

Silco is dead.

The underground, leaderless.

If we follow your plan, we risk unifying them against us.

So, what is your solution? Chastisement?

A firm reprimand?

We use their division against them.

Pin the attack on Jinx,

post a reward too substantial to ignore.

I'm sorry, Mel. I'm not comfortable trusting our fates to chance.

Jinx has proven elusive.

Our healing can only begin once she's been brought to justice.

Then it's settled, 2 to 1.

We invade.

If I may? In crises such as these,

it's imperative you present a unified front to the public,

whatever your personal feelings.

How wise.

I'll agree to endorse the invasion.

But I draw the line at Hextech.

We have an ethos.

Such force must be a final resort.

Agreed.

Then it's settled, 2 to 1.

I had the shot.

Your mother left this to you.

The Kiramman Key?

No, I'm not...

I don't deserve it.

It's your legacy now, Caitlyn.

What is she still doing here?

Hey.

You were right, Cait.

Powder's gone.

I can make this right.

If you get Jayce to fix the gauntlets, I can do this myself.

No one else needs to get hurt.

No.

No more rogue mission.

No more reckless plans.

My mother was right.

My arrogance led me to take on more than I could handle,

and she paid the price.

They're sending all the Enforcers after Jinx.

I'm going with them.

Please, I have to help.

You can.

As one of us.

Cait, I can't wear this.

People are calling for blood.

The Council won't stop them.

You can show that not all of Zaun supports Jinx.

We can show them.

Together.

I watched them kill my parents.

Do you have any idea how that feels?

Yes. I do.

I thought you were on our side.

You didn't think at all.

Hey, watch it.

Sorry.

Not my first.

You all right?

You, uh...

lose someone in the attack?

How is he?

Same as before. Breathing.

Pulse is consistent.

Beyond that,

your guess is good as mine.

What's it doing to him?

The Hexcore has been evolving.

Shifting through runic patterns faster than I can keep up.

All I know for certain is that it's keeping him alive.

It's the sort of puzzle Viktor would love if he wasn't...

It should be me up there instead of him.

Don't say that.

He'll come back to us.

I still don't understand.

He was right next to me.

How does the explosion do that to him, and I just...?

I just walk out without a scratch?

There's no sense to these things, Jayce.

How'd it go with the Council?

My mother's entered the game.

She's already gotten her hooks into Salo.

Using his grief to make a play for Hextech.

Mel, I promised Viktor,

never again.

It's all right.

I handled it.

I won't let them corrupt your dream.

Caitlyn was there.

You might pay her a visit.

She hides it admirably, but the poor girl's in so much pain.

Hey, Sprout.

How'd you find me?

Your dad.

Mother and I used to come here when we needed an escape.

One of the few places we never argued.

I'm sorry I haven't been around.

How's Viktor?

I can't even tell if he's still in there.

Ever since it happened...

three faces keep spinning through my mind.

I see Mother.

When they found her.

And every fiber of me just sinks,

like a stone swallowed in dark water.

But then there's Jinx.

Laughing.

I want to tear that laugh from her throat forever.

Cait.

I know.

I just understand now

how easy it is to hate them.

One vicious act.

Then I see Vi.

I asked her to put on the uniform.

Suffice to say, she declined.

Vi? Wear a badge?

She thinks those gauntlets of yours will solve all her problems.

What if she's right?

Hextech may keep us alive, Jayce,

but it's not what will save us.

Me.

Join the peanut patrol. Ha.

And I thought she had no sense of humor.

I like peanuts.

Her dad's right.

There's no point in sticking around up here.

Except...

I'm the one who created the monster.

Vi?

Who are you? And how do you know my name?

Junior Officer Nolen.

Maddie.

And, uh...

it's written on your face.

So, what is it?

Random search?

Escort off the property?

Or you just here to waste my time?

Search? No.

No, no. Heh.

Uh, you're something of a legend amongst the Enforcers.

Caitlyn made quite a scene at the station when they tried to deny your enlistment.

Now I have to ask,

is it all true?

You went after Silco alone when the Council wouldn't back you?

Took on his whole gang?

Cait said all that?

She said if every Enforcer had a heart like yours,

we could take on Noxus itself.

Then she threatened to withdraw her family's funding.

Anyhow, I'm glad you're joining up.

Hmm.

After the sheriff betrayed us...

Well, let's just say...

it's nice to know there are still good ones left.

Officer Nolen.

Duty calls.

A real honor, Vi.

- Go ahead, ma'am. - This way, ma'am.

- Stop. - Please keep moving, folks.

Mm-hm.

One of the many privileges of serving as your councilor

is having the occasion now and again to stand behind this podium

to behold so many

joined together not by birth or dictum but by all that we share.

Our hope.

Our curiosity.

Our compulsion to leave behind us a world better than that before.

These things we share are what make us one people.

Today we share an unthinkable loss.

Councilor Irius Bolbok,

Councilor Torman Hoskel,

and Councilor Cassandra Kiramman were taken from us.

But they shall not be forgotten.

We commissioned this statue

so we may remember them for their countless contributions...

their lifetimes of service.

Not for the craven act that stole them away.

Ma'am, you can't go in...

Though we've suffered a terrible blow,

I assure you, the rule of law prevails in Piltover.

- No. - We will find those responsible.

And they will account for their crimes.

Awful, isn't it?

Losing a loved one.

You aren't safe up here, toppers.

None of you are safe.

Look out!

Go.

Get the counselors out of here.

I have an idea.

What are you doing?

For my son.

Come on.

Shit.

Perimeter secured.

We'll see.

Thought you were gonna get yourself killed.

Here, come with me.

A memorial.

I got you.

What kind of animals?

They wanted the spectacle.

They're trying to scare you.

All they did is piss me off.

You...

You need to find a way to call off the invasion.

What?

This battle was on your soil.

Down there, you'll be on their terms.

None of this is on our terms.

- Maybe you should change that. - I don't know how, okay?

She dies and leaves this giant hole,

and I'm just supposed to fill it.

Like she was never there to begin with.

Hey.

You won't.

The hole gets smaller, but...

you never fill it.

I was wrong to spring the badge on you.

It's just...

every way I slice it,

if I go after your sister alone,

one of us comes back in a box.

It's all coming apart.

No, it isn't.

We won't let it.

I know you doubt the merit of your birthright, Caitlyn.

There's wisdom in that.

But remember:

You're a Kiramman.

♪ This is what you ask for ♪

♪ Heavy is the crown ♪

♪ Fire in the sun As ash is raining down ♪

♪ Try to hold it in ♪

♪ But it keeps bleeding out ♪

♪ This is what you ask for Heavy is the ♪

♪ Heavy is the crown ♪

♪ Heavy is the crown ♪

Never in our lifetimes has Piltover's leadership been forced

into the dungeons of our capitol.

But here we are.

Does anyone still doubt that our enemy is greater than one deranged individual?

How did they sneak so many of these things into the ceremony?

I thought we took every measure to secure it.

They must have had help.

From someone up here.

We can't afford any more handwringing.

If we do not defend ourselves with Hextech,

our principles will mean nothing.

I...

We aren't prepared for a full-scale invasion.

The undercity's attack proved that.

This is a closed Council meeting. Who let you in here?

I am a decorated officer.

Leader of House Kiramman.

Address me with respect,

or keep your mouth shut.

I will lead a strike team into Zaun with three objectives:

locate Jinx,

dismantle Shimmer,

and neutralize any agents still loyal to Silco.

What makes you think you'll fare better than our forces today?

We've got a few surprises of our own.