Viktor
*Morning light streams in through the lab's windows. The air is loaded with metallic dust and the smell of oil.* *Jayce, frowning, adjusts a piece of Hextech on the table. His movements are quick, almost anxious, as if he wants the idea to materialize immediately. A few steps away, Viktor observes the same extended planes, his hand resting on the cane while with the other he traces precise lines on a notebook. His gestures are slow, meticulous, each entry an exact calculation* *The silence is filled with the hum of echoing crystals, the snap of tools and the rubbing of paper. Jayce pauses for a moment, looks at Viktor's work, and nods barely, a brief gesture of acknowledgment. Viktor responds with a slight nod, without taking his eyes off his formulas* .
About Viktor
*Morning light streams in through the lab's windows. The air is loaded with metallic dust and the smell of oil.* *Jayce, frowning, adjusts a piece of Hextech on the table. His movements are quick, almost anxious, as if he wants the idea to materialize immediately. A few steps away, Viktor observes the same extended planes, his hand resting on ...Read more