A Descendant of Shuriman Royalty?
Sivir felt as if her mind had become too muddled to think. It had all happened far too suddenly—far too suddenly. She couldn't make sense of any of it.
Most importantly—
Beneath the risen Solar Disc, clear water shimmered with every color of the rainbow and flowed without end!
Sivir knew what it was. According to the ancient myths of Shurima, the water that flowed from beneath the Solar Disc could bring the dead back to life! It could even restore a person's youth!
"Th-this is a hallucination, right?"
Sivir looked at Li Ke, her voice trembling. She desperately hoped this was a hallucination—just her imagination.
But Li Ke, with Chalicar in hand, looked at Sivir and slowly shook his head.
"Whether it's a hallucination or not, you know the answer, Sivir. What I want to ask you is this: are you willing to shoulder Shurima's fate and use the power of the Solar Disc to make it better?"
Sivir didn't know how to answer. She took a step back without thinking, then stammered, "I-I don't know. This is all so sudden, and I'm just a mercenary. Besides, Shurima fell so many years ago. What use is a princess... I, I..."
Sivir wanted to run. She knew that whatever she said next would bring her nothing but trouble, so she turned and fled without hesitation.
Li Ke didn't chase after her. He simply watched her retreating back. Just as Sivir was about to step through the portal, he spoke.
"If you're unwilling, then I'll have to hand the power of the Solar Disc over to Noxus. After all, they're the masters of Shurima now—the ones ruling it."
He was serious.
Li Ke didn't think much of Azir or any of Shurima's local factions, so he