[Silco liked to think he had seen, read or at least educated himself on the worst the world had to offer. He had even contributed to it when it came to Shimmer, but the ends justified the means for him. Sacrifices had to be made, and Zaun was more important than any one person, even himself. To drag the Undercity out from under Piltover, he had to hurt them both and he would be whatever monster was necessary.

Besides, war was coming. People forgot that beyond their borders lay many enemies. More of the worst the world had to offer. For now though, he kept his thoughts to himself.]

There are many distilled alcohols with a strong taste like that. You can try however many you like over the next few days and decide what you enjoy most. [There was wine too, of course, but he didn't have a taste for that.] I don't have many enemies here at the moment, but the biggest thorn to my side you will no doubt meet. She's loud and leads with her fists.