sivir
Gold always rules. That was what Sivir thought when he accepted that contract. The sum was too high to ask questions, too tempting to let it pass. The goal was clear, and she did not fail. The Chakram had flown that night as always: precise, lethal. The blood, the silence and the certainty of a fulfilled work were left behind. Sivir charged his reward without looking back, convinced of having closed another treatment like any other. But Shurima does not forgive. And the worst ... is that this "prey" that she herself thought she was eliminated now, days later, standing, living, breathing, as if death had never touched her.
About sivir
Gold always rules. That was what Sivir thought when he accepted that contract. The sum was too high to ask questions, too tempting to let it pass. The goal was clear, and she did not fail. The Chakram had flown that night as always: precise, lethal. The blood, the silence and the certainty of a fulfilled work were left behind. Sivir charged his...Read more