At dawn, an earthquake struck Tobizia. The earth's crust jumps and rises like a horse running without stopping, cut to pieces by the ravines. Lux rode her colt Starfire to the toppled wall. The thirty-foot-tall walls of sun-whitened stone looked like they had been ravaged by weeks of Noxian siege machines. She carefully guided the horses through the collapsed rocks to a makeshift medical site set up in a blue-and-white market tent.

She had never seen a catastrophe of such devastating power. As a wealthy city, Tobizia's buildings were built of hard granite and Demacian oak. Even so, almost all the buildings were completely destroyed. Dusty men and women dig through the rubble with pickaxes and shovels, hoping to find survivors. But what is often dragged out of the rubble is a corpse. The original streets have been transformed into smoky cracks, which have become new symbols of the city.

She jumped off her horse and lifted the curtain of the tent. Although she is not a doctor, she can do her best to care for the wounded. Lux thought that the scale of the disaster was enough for her to estimate what was going on in the tent.

But she was wrong.

There were thousands of survivors lying on woollen blankets. She heard parents crying over their lost children, and lovers clinging to their dead lovers. The most distressing thing is that the children who have lost their parents have a confused and frightened look on their faces, and they are stunned and overwhelmed. Suddenly, she saw a familiar figure in a bloodstained apron, washing his hands in a tin basin. She strode towards him.

"Dr. Essa, can I do anything about it?" She asked.

He turned, tears welling up in his eyes. He managed to clear the sadness that had enveloped him a little.

"Miss Crownback." Essa bowed slightly.

"Just call me Lux." She said. "Excuse me, what can I do?"

The doctor sighed and said, "My lady, you are so kind and blessed, I can't bear to tell you terrible things here." ”

"Tell me all, Essa." She said solemnly, "I'm from Demacia, and we deserve to take care of each other." ”

"As you say, please forgive me." He sighed again wearily. "Your presence will be a great comfort to the wounded."

Esa led her to a young man. He lay on a simple bed deep in the tent. She couldn't help but gasp at the sight of his hideous wounds—his entire body was crushed. His eyes were bandaged and bleeding. From the look on his face, it could be seen that he was enduring great pain. Lux guessed that he was supposed to be a soldier.

"He dug up a family from the collapsed rubble." Esa said. "Then I went looking for other survivors. But as soon as the aftershocks came, a building fell right on top of him. The rubble crushed his lungs, and pieces of glass stuck in his eyes. ”

He ...... How long can you live? Lux asked in a carefully low voice.

"Only God knows. But I'm afraid it won't be too long. He said. If you could keep him company, maybe he would be able to throw himself into the arms of the Veiled Daughter with less pain. ”

She nodded, and sat down next to the dying man. She held his hand and felt like her heart was about to break. Esa smiled gratefully and continued to treat the wounded he could still save.

"It's dark." The man woke up at her touch. "Oh my God, I can't see it!"

"Steady, soldier. Tell me your name. Lux said.

"Dawson." He replied hoarsely.

"Do you have the same name as the hero of Dornhold?"

"Hmm. Do you know the story too? This is an old account for us and those barbarians. ”

"Trust me, I know that." She smiled wryly. "My brother used to mention it a lot when he was a kid. At that time, he asked me to be Frejord's pirate every time, and he himself was Dawson. He was able to defeat the Skinners with his bare hands, and he could defend the entire harbor by himself. ”

"I want to be like him." Said the young man. He had to do everything in his power to breathe. His voice grew weaker, and a string of blood rolled out from under the bandage like red tears. "I want to be worthy of my name."

Lux clasped his increasingly cold hand in both hands.

"You did it. Esa told me about you. You are a true hero of Demacia. ”

Dawson's tense face slackened a little, and his throat rattled. His strength was running out.

"Why can't I see it?"

"Your eyes ......," she said slowly, "I'm sorry. ”

"What...... What happened? ”

"Dr. Essa said there were shards of glass stuck in it."

The man's breathing became sharp.

"I'm going to die." He said. "I know...... But if it's ...... Yes...... Goodbye one ...... The Light ...... of Demacia"

Lux felt the magic stir in her body, and she immediately whispered the spell the Lighter had taught her, suppressing it from coming up. Over the years, she has learned to control her powers better. But sometimes, when her emotions are uncontrollable, the power is ready to kick. She looked around, resting her fingertips on the blood-stained bandage while no one was looking. She channeled her radiant spiritual power through his skull to the still-intact parts of his eyes.

"I can't fix you, but I can at least give you this."

Suddenly, Dawson gripped her hand tightly, and his mouth opened unconsciously. The light of Demacia was flickering in his mind.

"It's beautiful......" his voice was almost inaudible.

Her real name is Laxana, but she prefers to be called Lux. She and her brother grew up in the city of Secret Silver in Demacia, and they were born into a noble family of crownguards, who had been defending the king of Demacia for generations. Their grandfather saved the king's life in the Battle of the Storm's Fang, while their aunt Tiana was appointed commander of the intrepid vanguard, an elite unit, before Lux was born.

Galen was passionate about his family's responsibilities and joined the army as a child. After he left home, Lux was expected to run the family property—even though she was still young at the time, she had begun to hate the task. She wanted to explore the world, to explore beyond the walls and borders of Demacia. She admires Galen, but Lux complains about Galen's stubbornness in persuading her to give up her ambitions.

Lux's governesses had never expected such a setback, and their original goal was to prepare her to dedicate her life to the Crownguard, but she questioned every teaching, scrutinized every different perspective, and sought knowledge far beyond what the teachers could prepare. Even so, no one can be upset with Lux, because everything she does is motivated by a love of life and a fascinating optimism.