The possibility of "officials and thieves working together" had clearly stirred Lux's sense of justice. She gave up the rest of her day off and dragged Eno straight into Zaun.
According to the map she'd bought at a bookstore, they first headed south, crossed the Academy District, and entered the border area between Piltover and Zaun. Then they took a lift down more than a hundred meters, finally arriving in Zaun proper.
Before Lux could even take a good look around Zaun, she came trudging back to Piltover—quite literally covered in grime.
The alchemical smog in Zaun was so bad that Lux started coughing uncontrollably and streaming with tears and snot the moment she entered.
Under the circumstances, she had no choice but to leave for the time being and buy a pair of filters back in Piltover.
"This is unbelievable." Back in Zaun, Lux breathed in air that still smelled burnt even after filtering and shook her head helplessly. "The conditions here are so awful. These Zaunites... don't they even cough?"
"They're probably used to it by now," Karya said evenly. "The price of a filter must be far beyond what they can afford. And they were born and raised here. Perhaps they've long since grown accustomed to the air and the smog."
"That's truly awful." Lux shook her head again, then looked at Eno beside her. "Are you all right?"
"I—I'm fine?" Eno blinked. "The smell here is pretty bad, sure, but... at least it's not as pungent as farm manure."
"I'm not talking about the smell. I mean the smog." Lux reached up as if to rub her nose, but in the end could only tap her filter. "Earlier, I even felt like my throat was closing up—okay, let's not talk about that. I want to have