Raising a hand, she hesitantly pressed it lightly on the Darkin’s cheek. “At least.. You have returned.”

All her mind could do was echo a resounding though. Not again. It was not that first time that Kayle had to experience the disappearance of one she had grown close to. All that she could hope for was the past to not repeat itself. Not you too. She braced herself, waiting for the Darkin to turn on her. Just as her sister had. 

"...Miss Kayle... Forgive me for my absence..."

"Aatrox.." The angel let out a quiet sigh of relief. "Where have you been? Why did you disappear so?" 

"...Miss Kayle... Forgive me for my absence..."

"Aatrox.." The angel let out a quiet sigh of relief. "Where have you been? Why did you disappear so?" 

"The answer to that is simple, my unfulfilled promises." Kayle spoke clearly as she raised her head, staring deep within the Prince's eyes with a stern expression etched into her features. 

"I will remain until I am no longer held to my oaths." 

Does service to the League of Legends give you satisfaction?

"Yes, it does, Prince." The small angel bowed her head respectfully.

"That is so. This form prevents my to fight at the present. The effects should be reversed in four days time if I recall the threat." The petite angel landed in the summoner's hand and folded her hands in front of her. "On the contrary, when we have spoken, Lady Katarina spoke very highly of you. Talon, however, could rather see me dead. I do not doubt in your abilities, Summoner."

The summoner looked at Kayle with a terrified look, he seemed to be scared of her, only due to the fact she gave an aura of strength and wisdom he did not have himself, the only strength he had was his magical one, and well she seemed to be sorta able to handle his magic. "Hello Kayle.. It's nice to meet you." He bowed to her as he attempted to smile, only to make it look like a terrified one. "I-I-I hope I can play you well on the Fields of Justice!"

The small Judicator’s attention was drawn to the Demacian summoner, who at a first glance seemed absolutely terrified. To the best of her capabilities she attempted to make herself a non threatening presence, however, she was unsure how to do so in her present state. She was already tiny.  ”Hello, Summoner,” spoke Kayle quietly. Folding her hands in front of her, the angel bowed her head respectfully to the young man. “It will be an honour to be summoned by you if you so choose.”

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Does service to the League of Legends give you satisfaction?

"Yes, it does, Prince." The small angel bowed her head respectfully.

"Ah. Yet, you still must be quite strong. I have felt the strength of those punches on the Fields." The angel complimented with a meek smile.

"You're probably one of the only people that I don't have to give a once over to."

The small Judicator’s attention was caught by the Enforcer. “Ah, Vi.” With polite nod of her head, she bowed to him respectfully. “I do hope it remains that way. I would hate to fall from your favour.” 

"If you do not mind, Vi, I have always been curious about something. These gauntlets you wear," lightly the small angel tapped them, "they must be quite heavy and you wear them for so long, do you not get tired from them?"

"You're probably one of the only people that I don't have to give a once over to."

The small Judicator’s attention was caught by the Enforcer. “Ah, Vi.” With polite nod of her head, she bowed to him respectfully. “I do hope it remains that way. I would hate to fall from your favour.” 

Satisfied with his answer, even Kayle laughed softly. "We all do, no?"

"You're probably one of the only people that I don't have to give a once over to."

The small Judicator’s attention was caught by the Enforcer. “Ah, Vi.” With polite nod of her head, she bowed to him respectfully. “I do hope it remains that way. I would hate to fall from your favour.” 

"I suppose you are right. I have never thought about it in such a way." Another small smile stretched her lips. "I am glad that you did."

"You're probably one of the only people that I don't have to give a once over to."

The small Judicator’s attention was caught by the Enforcer. “Ah, Vi.” With polite nod of her head, she bowed to him respectfully. “I do hope it remains that way. I would hate to fall from your favour.” 

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The small angel found herself staring at a very familiar Demacian soldier standing at her door and with a small sigh, she went to him. “Xin Zhao,” began the Judicator to chide him, “Waiting in this weather will only reward you will illness.” With a wave of her hand, she motioned for the Seneschal inside. “Warm yourself by the fire…”

In response she gave a small smile. "That makes me glad." The angel floated closer and landed on one of the Enforcer's gauntlets. Ever since she had been transformed to the size of Pix, much stranger things had been occurring, such as the visitation of champions that often had not sought her company. "What do I owe the pleasure of this visit, Vi?"

"You're probably one of the only people that I don't have to give a once over to."

The small Judicator’s attention was caught by the Enforcer. “Ah, Vi.” With polite nod of her head, she bowed to him respectfully. “I do hope it remains that way. I would hate to fall from your favour.” 

"You're probably one of the only people that I don't have to give a once over to."

The small Judicator’s attention was caught by the Enforcer. “Ah, Vi.” With polite nod of her head, she bowed to him respectfully. “I do hope it remains that way. I would hate to fall from your favour.” 

"I have not had the need to keep the invulnerability up for long. Most are dead by the time I release it. It it were needed, I could gift another with my invulnerability during the fray." With ease the Judicator dodged the jabbing, maintaining the distance and keeping her calm under the circumstances. Then he spoke of the one named Dante. It seemed like he hated the man with enough passion to kill.

"I have no reason to kill the man. He seems to have done no wrong. Until that day, he is free to live as he sees fit. He will find no quarrel with me either."

Vergil looked at the tiny angel as he had a devilish smirk on his face. "I could crush you right now.. Though.. That's two easy, I know you're an angel. So I expect you to put up a fight when you can." The demon looked at her as he held out his hand for her to land on. "So as for now I will let you live, consider it an honour, no.. A privelage to survive meeting me." - spardastrueson

"I assure you, this form is only temporary." The small angel landed in the stranger’s palm. Her already light skeletal structure and now her small form must have made her seem weightless. "And I fear I will disappoint you." The Judicator spoke as a tiny hand to sweep her golden hair away from her face. "You will find no quarrel with me."

"As you wish, Swain." That time, the Judicator had finally spoke his name as she accepted the rose, raising it to her lips to cover a smile that stretched her thin lips. "I only raise my hand when forced to do so and I do believe that will not be necessary. After all, despite being battle born, I am a woman of peace and how rude it would be of me to do such a thing while the host allowing me into his city was so gracious." Again, Kayle politely nodded her head once more in respect to him and thanks for the rose. "I am not as well versed in the Language of Flowers," she admitted, however it had been one thing that interested Kayle greatly for her appreciation of flowers. "If I recall, it is a symbol of friendship, no?" Another little smile dared to break her usual stoic expression at the thought that the General of Noxus had given her such a thing. "

"Miss Kayle, might I have some of your time" Swain asked, looking up at Kayle as she was training her combat with the wings. "Or should I return later once you are finished?"

Kayle’s attention was immediately called to general; ceasing all manuevers and floating down to silently land before him. Stashing her aether sword away, she set all mannerisms of combat aside; even her metallic wings resumed a relaxed position. Bowing her head with the utmost respect and formality, the angel addressed Noxus’ grand general. “General Swain, that is not necessary.” Righting herself, Kayle stood tall and met Swain’s gaze. “How may I be of service?”

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"Ah, Riven." The Judicator announced her presence as she had returned home to find the young woman at her door, standing in the rain. "Are you trying to make yourself ill?" Kayle chided her softly as she took her hand and gave it a light tug, urging her to follow her into her home. "Come now. You need to get out of the rain."