Facing the Bearmen

Twisted Fate stood before Evelynn, constantly fiddling with the cards in his hand. He used to always try to escape danger, but now, with his beloved, he couldn't do that. ✊😺 🐨☺

"Later I found out that this woman was Camille, the Gray Lady, who roamed Piltover and Zaun. She was known as the Steel Shadow' because of her clean and efficient killing methods. She was truly terrifying!"

Even now, Twisted Fate still feels lingering fear when he talks about it.

Camille didn't communicate with them at all, and launched an attack directly. Instead of running over, she used a grappling hook to pull herself up to the wall and then rushed to the two men.

Twisted Fate had little combat experience and seemed helpless in the face of Camille's first attack. If Evelynn hadn't pushed him away, his head would probably have been chopped off.

Only then did he realize that the enemy before him didn't care about capturing them, but wanted to kill them outright!

After regaining his composure, Twisted Fate tried his best to disrupt Camille from a distance using cards, but such attacks were ineffective against Camille.

With each pull of the grappling hook, their situation became increasingly difficult, and the enemies were rapidly closing in.

In his panic, he threw all his cards away and enhanced them with magic, hoping to use the opportunity to escape.

As the afterimages flashed by, a scene of despair unfolded: all fifty-four cards were shattered into pieces and scattered all over the ground, while Camille remained unharmed.

Faced with the sudden attack of the leg blade, he hugged Evelynn tightly, preparing to shield her with his back.

Just as the blade was about to pierce him, someone nearby chanted a spell—it was the apothecary's voice. Then their bodies blurred, and the blade missed its mark.

In the blink of an eye, they were teleported to a bustling city. This wasn't Zaun or Piltover; they had escaped!

Twisted Fate was thrilled at the thought that he might have mastered all three types of magic, but Evelynn was unimpressed.

"You still have a long way to go. Once you've fully mastered these three spells, I'll come find you and spend an unforgettable night with you."

That would be very pleasant.

How long are you going to hold me like that?

"Oh, I'm sorry, I was too nervous and forgot to let go."

As soon as the tension subsided, Twisted Fate felt immense exhaustion. It seemed the teleportation spell was consuming too much mana; he needed to find a place to rest.

Evelynn gave him a delicate corsage as a memento of their reunion, and then left.

She didn't explain why Camille, and Twisted Fate didn't ask; in his heart, it didn't matter what Evelynn did.

After parting ways, Twisted Fate found an inn and learned that he was in Noxus. However, he had no time to be surprised. He carefully recalled the apothecary's words during the crisis and memorized them.

Later, he visited different ethnic groups and searched through countless ancient and rare books, finally learning the meaning of the incantation from an old sorcerer:

Goddess of Fortune is smiling upon us!

He had no doubt that he was Goddess of Fortune. Although his early life was full of ups and downs and he even had a rather tragic childhood, he had now met the woman he loved and learned powerful magic!

Over the next few years, he continued to familiarize himself with his magic, first by materializing cards with magic power, and then by expanding his range of perception and making it more and more accurate. Now, he was confident enough to detect enemies of Camille's caliber.

As for teleportation magic, he has also improved a lot, and the teleportation range has expanded considerably. However, that kind of magic consumes far too much mana, and he can only use it once at present.

If you use it twice in a row like today, it'll basically be out of commission, and it'll probably take several days to recover.

So what are you doing now?

"I made a deal with Darius. I would gather information for him, and after the war, he would send people to help me find Evelynn. I haven't seen her since we last met."

I never imagined that Twisted Fate and Evelynn had such a past. As for the title of the Widowmaker, I hesitated for a long time but still didn't tell him.

After two days of continuous travel, we listened to Twisted Fate recount his amazing adventures, especially the tales of Bilgewater, which were full of thrills and excitement. However, I didn't forget the purpose of our journey:

Do you know Darius's camp?

"Of course I recognize it. We'll be there soon. I think we're already within the army's sights."

Just as Twisted Fate said, we were discovered as we approached Darius's camp, and he personally came out to greet us after we entered the camp.

"I didn't expect you guys to run into each other. Hopefully, this will bring some good news."

"No good news, but we can tell you a few bad news."

"Haha, knowing the bad news beforehand is good news. Come on, let's go inside and talk."

I recognized several of Darius's generals, but I couldn't recall their names. They were having a lively discussion in their tent, and when they saw us, they all dropped what they were doing and gathered around, showering Riven with concern.

"Alright everyone, quiet down. Let's hear what they brought back. Twisted Fate, you go first. What did you find out?"

"Sejuani's remnants are still in the eastern woodlands. I know their exact location, but you'd better retreat."

Hearing this, the men in the tent were furious. Victory was within their grasp; to retreat now would mean losing everything. Darius once again silenced their commotion:

"Let him finish speaking."

"The Winter's Claw tribe held a grand summoning ceremony in the woods, successfully summoning a monster and forging a pact with it."

"Oh? What kind of monster?"

"A giant Bearman and many Bearman."

How big is it?

"If the fog weren't obscuring your view, you could see it from here."

People simply didn't believe what Twisted Fate said. The Bearman Tribe were a legendary race; no one even knew if they existed, let alone someone this big.

Darius hesitated. He didn't want to take any risks and decided to investigate further. At the same time, he sent someone to contact Kled, because if it really was a troll, he was probably the only one who could rival it.

Kled arrived quickly after receiving the news, and Gnar was with him. They seemed to be getting along well, but they still addressed each other by their first names instead of "brother."

"You mean Bearman? They've appeared?" Kled asked incredulously.

"Have you seen it before?"

"I've not only seen them, but I've also fought with them and killed one, which is how we developed a grudge."

"So they're no match for you. That puts my mind at ease."

"Well... while I can win, you might not be so lucky. They are very powerful, and with the elite of the Winter's Claw joining forces, it will likely be a bloody battle."

"We've divided our forces into two groups: the strongest will deal with the Bearman, and the ordinary soldiers will fight the ordinary soldiers. This battle has reached its final stage; we cannot retreat!"

Darius was resolute; he understood that if they retreated this time, the Winter's Claw might have already unified the land by the time they attacked again.

By then, no matter how hard you try, you won't have the same opportunity as you do now!