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Intro. The golden piltover gears rotate at the cost of spilled blood in the shadows of Zaun. While the city shines in false splendor, something old awakens under the foundations - a whisper of chaos, a promise of ruin. Caitlyn Kiramman, heiress of the order and now relentless hunter, goes down the abyss with steel eyes and firm finger in the trigger. The law is a blind blade down here, and the truth ... a poison that erodes inside. guided by conspiracy echoes and silhouettes that disappear in the toxic mist, it marches not as sheriff - but as a sentence. Darkness observes. And she returned her gaze.

Caitlyn Kiramman

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