He Comes From the Void

"Is your wound serious?" Kai'Sa pointed to the scratch on Senna's arm, the wound was already pale as death.

"Thresh came to us after you left. After we lost the enemy, we fled to the library, but we were attacked by the ambush undead on the way, and Senna was caught by sharp claws." Lucian explained, burning with anxiety.

This is not an ordinary wound. If it is not treated in time, it may be life-threatening.

"The wound is losing vitality, it is best to leave the range of the black mist to cultivate." Kahn noticed it early in the morning and immediately gave advice.

Although Kahn gave the lantern to Senna, she was shrouded in the light and protected from the black mist. But the dark magic of Shadow Island has always existed, constantly absorbing Senna's vitality.

Thanks to her natural vitality, she was able to persist until now.

"Let's go, let's stop the wound from getting worse first." Lucian said.

Senna actually didn't want to implicate Kahn and the others, but right now she had no choice but to agree to Lucian.

After leaving the library, the group headed towards the coast.

On the way, Lucian supported Senna, and Senna looked at Kahn and the others, hesitating to speak.

"Just say what you want."

Senna glanced at him and said to Kahn, "Wait."

"What's wrong?" The three turned their heads to look at the couple at the same time.

"You have interrupted Thresh's good deeds twice and three times. This sadistic warden must also be eyeing you, especially Kai'Sa and Karn. You must pay attention." This is what Sena thought For one thing, she knew what kind of soul Thresh loved to torment.

"Don't worry, we haven't shown half of our strength yet," Kahn said. He also knew Thresh's nature, since he rescued the couple, he didn't want to stay out of it before leaving the Shadow Isles.

"Where are you taking us?" Lucian asked.

"A tavern built outside the black mist, Senna should heal her wounds there first."

"Tavern? In such a dangerous place?"

"In the tavern established by treasure hunters, the attraction of treasures is infinite. Some people have learned to survive on the edge of corruption, and have figured out a safe and feasible code of conduct."

"I was afraid that I would bring the undead to them..."

Before she could speak, Senna saw Kahn and the others running forward suddenly and came to a black sand beach.

The three gathered in front of a shipwreck, opened their helmets, and their faces were not very good-looking.

Senna glanced at the broken wood, which was still brand new, and immediately understood what was going on.

"Your ship is wrecked," she said.

"I don't know if Thresh or other treasure hunters destroyed it."

"Why are you suspicious of other hunters."

"Fewer competitors can share more treasures. People are sinister." Kahn replied, all the hunters have ulterior motives, and there is a Vladimir in the tavern. He is very sure that the other party is here for the treasures in the secret vault. Yes, just waiting for a chance to do it.

"So you can't go back?"

"No, we can swim back, but we will be suspicious, and we can't take you with us." Kahn thought for a while, then looked at Sarah.

"Sarah, now go quietly to the Siren to get some medicine and come back, Senna's wound can't be delayed any longer."

"Okay." Sarah looked at Senna's trembling lips, and probably understood what it was like to be caught by the undead. She covered herself with skin armor, plunged into the black water, and soon disappeared.

Lucian leaned on the weak Senna on the wreckage, and was slightly surprised to see this scene.

"Isn't she afraid of the dangers in the water?"

"Don't worry, as long as you don't encounter undead of Thresh's level, other Sarahs can deal with it." Kahn sat up on the beach, within the envelope of the light of the lantern, staring not far away. Thick black fog.

"Sorry to trouble you again."

"You're welcome, you can repay us by killing a few more undead."

Hearing what Kahn said, the two showed relaxed smiles. Fighting against the undead was their bounden duty.

Kaisha sat behind Kahn, and when she saw this, she also lowered her head and fiddled with the sand under her body.

She knows what Kahn is thinking - there will be enough undead for you to kill at that time.

The waiting time was very boring, Kahn took the initiative to find a topic to communicate with the couple, but after a few words, there was nothing to say.

Senna is not a talkative person, and Lucian has become distracted because of Senna's injury, so Kahn doesn't intend to make fun of himself.

He wanted to ask about the situation in Demacia, but the result he got was that the couple left Demacia after completing Urias' wake, and began to travel around looking for a way to undo the curse on Senna.

They are all heavy things that make people unhappy.

He didn't want to talk anymore, and turned to look at Kai'Sa.

"What are you doing?"

"Nothing, just boring." Kai'Sa didn't know what she was doing, she just fiddled with the sand under her feet with her paws, occasionally drew abstract patterns, and occasionally wrote her or Kahn's name.

"Sorry, I left you out." Kahn smiled sarcastically, and moved to the front of Kai'Sa, seeing her with her legs wide open and her head down, playing with the sand.

The sand, the beach... Dazed for a moment, Kahn suddenly realized that his idea of ​​taking Kai'sa to play on the beach in Bilgewater had come true on Shadow Island!

Although the sand here is not golden with the sun shining, but weird black; although the sea here is not ebb and flow, but dead-like silence; although here is not vibrant, but lifeless.

But its essence is still a beach, and Kai'Sa doesn't mind these environmental and atmospheric factors. If an ordinary girl is here, how can she be interested in playing with the sand?

"Well, let's build a castle."

"castle?"

"Look at what I do."

Kahn picked up the wet sand and piled it in front of Kai'Sa, then compacted it hard, then scraped and scratched with his claws, until the prototype of a castle appeared in front of Kai'Sa.

"look!"

"What kind of evil spirit castle is this?" Kai'Sa didn't move, for fear that her legs would knock down this fragile castle.

Kahn felt overwhelmed, but it seemed that the atmosphere and environment still had an impact. He wanted to build a dreamlike castle, but in Kai'Sa's eyes, it turned into the Evil Spirit Castle.

"Then you make one too." He was not convinced.

"Just wait, it doesn't look too difficult." Kaisha started to move her hands, comparing Kahn's works while thinking about how to build a sandcastle.

But she forgot to compact the sand and kept collapsing, but after Kahn joined, things got better.

They worked together to build a crooked castle that looked like it might collapse at any time. Although it was ugly, she really felt the joy of creation and filled the gap in her childhood.

After wiping off the sand on her face, she took a moment to glance at Kahn, and Kaisha suddenly saw the shadow of the little boy back then.

This simple pleasure, everyone needs to have once.