The name of the VI. I am a law enforcement. This is my city - Piltover. They called this place the progressive city - or they did, until she found out.
Her name is ominous. That’s why they call her, anyway. No one knows who she is, where she came from. This scrawny neck pain one day, in air-launched heavy artillery. Always laughing - laughing. I can not stand her.
Everything has changed, one day, she came to town. They might as well call it the city of crime. Panic. The chaos in the streets. Confusion everywhere.Here to supply buy FFXIV Gil
The worst thing is: It does not make any sense. Asked her why, she’ll give you one million different reasons. But the only one that matters is this:
Piltover only her plaything. She enjoyed the time of her life, she does not care who is hurt.
Ah, I’m here to shut down the party.
It does not matter what she wants. I do not care what her sad story. I’ll get her to go very, very long time. Right before I do that, I assure you: I want to rub her face that stupid smile.