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Well, folks there he is,

the butterflyweight champion of the Piltover Boxing League,

Gustove "The Scowler" Jowler!

♪ I'm at the bottom It's a long way down ♪

♪ I'm on the bend And it's a long way round ♪

♪ There's no way out Of what I'm talking about

♪ 'Cause I'm down and out I'm down and I'm out! ♪

♪ I'm in the grave... ♪

♪ For all these reasons That I'm talking about ♪

♪ Your money face can't save me now ♪

♪ I'm in the grave I'm in the underground ♪

♪ You can't redeem us I'm the only child ♪

♪ For all the reasons That I'm talking about ♪

♪ I'm down and out I'm down and I'm out! ♪

♪ Lock me up I cannot take it ♪

♪ Lock me up I've already lost ♪

♪ Lock me up I'm gonna chance it ♪

♪ Throw my cocktail Molotov ♪

♪ Lock me up I cannot take it! ♪

♪ Lock me up I've already lost! ♪

♪ Lock me up I'm gonna chance it! ♪

♪ Throw my cocktail Molotov! ♪

♪ Lock me up I cannot take it! ♪

♪ Lock me up I'm gonna chance it! ♪

♪ Throw my cocktail Molotov ♪

Looking good, sis.

Wait, just...

I don't wanna hear another word out of your mouth.

It's Vander.

I'm not falling for another one of your tricks.

He's...

alive.

We both know that's bullshit.

He needs our help.

I can prove it.

♪ 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 ♪

Months of peacekeeping occupation.

Countless operations.

Oceans of sweat and tears.

I'd begun to think we might finally see an end to Zaun's perverse abominations.

How foolish was I?

The beast came for you.

It was summoned by you.

In my experience,

only guilty men answer accusations with silence.

In my experience,

no one in power is innocent.

There are cells buried deep within this prison

so devoid of light

and fresh air and all basic human considerations

that up till now, I have forbidden their use.

If you do not want to waste away

the remainder of your days in one of these, you have one recourse.

Tell us everything we need to know to hunt down this beast.

Your youth betrays you.

Patience is a product of age.

Both of which I possess in abundance.

This is your final chance.

Tell me what you were planning.

How was Jinx involved?

You will rot in here.

Elora?

Black Rose.

Hope you find these quarters to your liking.

They still haven't replied to my requests for a transfer.

Who's there?

Not sure I know anymore.

Our hosts have a way of scrambling your omelet.

They killed my friend.

Elora was there.

And then...

Elora!

Ah. The stewards of the old world

are always keen to give you a glimpse of their might.

What is this place?

Near as I can tell,

an Oculorum.

According to legend,

the ancients built specialized chambers to seal away false prophets.

But if you ask me, they're just the fancy pits

peacock princes like to toss their friends into.

Peacock princes?

Sorry, just an old family joke.

You know, the kind of rulers with an artistic flair.

Step into the light.

Kino?

It's me, brother.

Mel.

Mel.

You've grown up.

I'd hoped they'd never come for you.

This is where I lost him.

Cool, huh?

Not even toxic.

Pretty sure.

Why would Vander be all the way down here?

Beats me.

Ask him yourself.

When will you admit that this is just one of your fantasies?

Or do you not want the kid to know how delusional you are?

She wasn't always like this.

She actually used to be pretty cool, before I kicked her butt.

See what I mean?

Delusional.

Wish I was just seeing things when you decided

to throw in with the Piltie goons who murdered Mom and Dad.

At least they never had to see the psycho their daughter turned into.

Which one?

Wake up, sis.

I'm a hero.

I busted half of Zaun out of Stillwater

while you were passed out in the bottom of a mug.

Now can it and keep walking, before I kick your ass again.

You wouldn't last one second

without all your ugly gadgets and chickenshit tricks.

Ha! What about those overdesigned bitch-mittens

you didn't even build yourself?

You think I need these to...?

There. One second.

Last chance to surrender.

Go right ahead, fat hands.

Hey, kid.

Still got all your insides?

Mm.

But don't ditch us.

Why'd you come get me?

You don't actually need my help.

You haven't for a long time.

Last time Vander needed us, we tried it alone,

and nothing was ever the same.

So...

maybe this is like a do-over.

Besides,

he's your father too.

I've been expecting you.

Confident, aren't you?

It's always the same look

when one covets a weapon.

I've fought battles from the Bloodcliffs to the Dalamor Plain.

I've never seen a beast of such savagery.

No beast is more savage than man.

I trust you have terms.

You will serve me.

My enemies will be yours.

Your weapons will be mine.

In return, I will supply all your needs.

You will be treated as an esteemed adviser.

But I demand absolute loyalty.

Do not test this,

or you will yearn for Caitlyn's dungeons.

You already know what I want.

He isn't a monster.

He was once a man.

Well respected, at that.

Victim of great tragedy.

He had a ferocious will to live.

An incredible tolerance for pain.

With him,

I was able to make strides impossible with any other specimen.

But the mind...

The mind I could not recover.

The man forever lost in the bowels of the beast,

compelled only by the scent of blood.

Or so I thought.

It now seems I had yet to uncover the right catalyst.

Blisters and bedrock.

There was a funeral for you in Noxus.

Oh. Did Mother commission a statue?

I held rites in Piltover.

She believes you're dead.

I do like to disappoint her.

How did you know to do that?

I don't know.

I just felt...

It's like some sort of puzzle.

Kino, what happened to you?

How did you wind up here?

She didn't tell you.

After a few rounds with some dubious noblefolk in Basilich,

I started hearing strange rumors about Mother.

Different than the usual kind.

They said, many years ago,

she passed through their hometown and...

fell in love.

That's not our mother.

Indeed.

But the more I inquired, the more I started believing it.

The old travel logs.

The local accounts.

I should have left it alone, but...

The affair led to a child.

That's impossible.

It is the reason we are here.

Simply put,

whatever that child inherited is of terrible interest to our captors.

This will allow you to locate your beast?

Not precisely.

My family archives have shed light

on many of this city's mysteries.

Commander.

General.

One such mystery caught my attention.

The curious dismissal of a revered academy alchemist.

Unparalleled, by all accounts.

And no mention of his crime.

This led to one other missing puzzle piece

whose absence has always gnawed at my mind.

Who invented Shimmer?

We have our answer now, don't we, Dr. Reveck?

You're a monster.

Why?

Why do all this?

Why does anyone commit acts others deem unspeakable?

For love.

Perhaps,

in another life...

you would have been friends.

Everything I've done is to cure her.

I believe the beast may hold the final key.

Precisely what are you trying to cure?

That affliction we all suffer.

Death.

Imagine a world that no longer need fear it.

- Mel? - I'm getting us out of here.

Hmm.

Say this is some sort of sordid labyrinth.

Usually there are consequences for someone who fails these tests.

Deadly consequences.

I deserve to know the truth.

Of course.

Makes you wonder why she kept this from you, doesn't it?

For all these years?

I'm missing something.

A healthy sense of self-preservation, I'd say.

You aren't my brother.

Who are you? What have you done with Kino?

We had such high hopes for him.

At first, it seemed plausible that he could have been the child.

But then your mother...

led us to you.

Sister.

What is it?

A message from Vander.

To Silco.

- "Silco, I've looked everywhere, but..." - I've looked everywhere, but...

it's clear you don't wanna be found.

God, I'm shit at this.

I'm sorry.

When she died, I lost my head.

I told myself what I did to you was for the greater good,

that you deserved it.

But the dirt was on both our hands.

Anyway, you know where to find me.

Blisters and bedrock.

V.

If he found this,

everything might have been different.

We have to get out of here.

It's him. It's Vander.

- That's not Vander. - It is.

Something's got him riled up.

No, Vander, no.

It's me.

He's gonna kill you.

Don't hurt him.

Hark!

Vi, it's him.

You have to believe me.

Vander!

What's the occasion?

Hmm. Can't a lady just be in the mood for a familiar song?

Not this lady, and not this song.

Tonight a harebrained scheme these two bozos cooked up

to turn a dank crack in the earth into a thriving, healthy community

became a reality.

Tonight, eh?

You hear that, Bozo 2?

We made it. We're done.

Oh, you're sadly mistaken.

I'm Bozo 1.

A night of revelations.

I'm knocked up.

- A girl. - How do you know?

Mm. Wasn't really part of my plan,

but guess that's everything when you're living week to week.

What did Connol say?

I haven't told him.

Working up the nerve.

I don't know anything about kids.

I get sweaty being alone with one.

Hey, you're gonna be a great mother.

Shut up.

I'm not ready for that.

I started trying to come up with a name, and it hits me that this one word

is a decision she's gonna live with her whole life.

I can't protect her from all the shit down here

and work out how to be a parent at the same time.

Then I realized,

I don't have to.

Hmm? Why's that?

Because the second I told you, I put you on the hook.

You two are gonna figure this Zaun thing out.

I don't care if you have to carve it out of the bedrock, covered in blisters.

You're not allowed to fail anymore.

For her.

For me.

What's the point if we can't raise an ankle biter or two?

To Zaun, then.

Blisters and bedrock.

Blisters and bedrock.

I've always liked the name Violet.

♪ First you'll wake up in a cold sweat ♪

♪ Come closer, will you, babe? ♪

♪ All this hatred in your heart again ♪

♪ I'm the one who hopes For all these things that I miss ♪

♪ Told me feelings like this again ♪

♪ Though I'm bitter, I can't pretend ♪

♪ This story is over I predict the end... ♪

What are you waiting for?

He's your dad too.

♪ What have you done to us? ♪

♪ What have you done to us? ♪

♪ What have you done to us? ♪

Salo?

What are you doing here?

Jayce.

One could ask the same question.

How are you walking?

Who do you think could mend such a broken creature?

Would you want to speak with him?

Jayce.

I'd feared I wouldn't have the chance to speak with you again.

Viktor?

I would prefer to converse in person.

But there's so much work to be done.

How are you doing this?

I suppose this is somewhat beyond where we left off.

Is Salo still in there?

Where else would I be?

You have my solemn vow

that anything you discuss will be kept in the strictest confidence.

I owe Viktor...

everything.

Very kind, Salo.

I have so many breakthroughs to share with you, Jayce.

I thought you were done with Hextech.

And me.

I was clouded by emotions.

Come. Visit me.

See what I've accomplished.

I've helped so many.

You've given Hextech to the people?

As we always promised we would.

Viktor has truly worked wonders.

Hextech isn't a miracle.

It's a curse.

We have to end it, Viktor.

We have to.

You seem different.

Something happened.

Now I see it.

You, too, have touched the Arcane.

Your mind suffered.

If you'll excuse me,

I must return to him.

I can't let you leave.

I'm sorry you feel that way.

I'm sorry too.