Ruici the Bald Old Grandpa

Katarina was the finest assassin in the Noxian Empire. There was no one else who came close!

She was decisive, ruthless, and merciless in battle. Once the eldest daughter of the legendary General Du Couteau, she had quickly made a name for herself in the empire with her practiced skills and swift, unexpected assassinations. By a twist of fate, she had eventually earned the favor of Grand General Swain, allowing her to reach the heart of the empire's leadership through her own abilities. Now, she used her peerless skills to serve the empire.

But no one knew...

The moment Katarina personally slew the second-rate assassin her father had sent to kill her, then tossed his head at the feet of her father, the legendary General Du Couteau, she had ceased to be his assassin—and his daughter.

She,

Katarina, served the empire now. She was the will of Noxus!

And that was the real reason Katarina had come here today with two subordinates, riding three dragonfowl and disguised as Demacians as they flew across the Voodoo Lands. They had hoped to find an opportunity to infiltrate the Gray Order mages' stronghold.

However,

the cruel truth had made it clear that there was seemingly no chance of success for today's mission.

"Heh..."

"I'm curious..."

"Have our Noxian intelligence services really sunk so low that they can only recruit useless fools like you? Now, open your eyes and take a good look. Is that what you call the insignificant 'Gray Order'?"

"Ha!"

Katarina, laughing in fury, flashed to the side of her subordinate and pressed a gleaming dagger to his throat.

"What I see before me isn't some little town. It's a massive fortress of magic!"

"Perhaps I should assume you deliberately gave me false information, leading to Grand General Swain and the