The smell of blood intoxicated her, but Shivana forced herself to focus on the hunt. She joined Demacia to achieve greater things and not to succumb to her bestial instincts.

She crept up to the beast to prepare, her hands glowing with dragon flames. But before she could make a move, the beast suddenly turned its head. Its face was hairless and full of wrinkles, like the face of an old man. It smiled at Shivana, a mouth full of blood-stained fangs.

"It's yours," it said.

Sivana had heard tales and legends about the lynx, describing how cruel, gluttonous, cunning and shrewd. But none of the stories made her mentally prepared to face such a strange human face. Its eyes met Shivana's gaze without blinking, then abruptly retreated into the bushes and disappeared from view. Shivana began the hunt with a thrilling heart. The fur of the lynx is indistinguishable in the mottled shadows of the trees. With this natural disguise, it crossed the lodging berry trees and the rushing river, but it couldn't hide the smell of blood in its mouth, so Shivana kept following suit.

A boulder embedded in the ground blocked the way ahead. The Lynx kicked hard with its claws and disappeared behind the boulder. Shivana jumped on the boulder and suddenly stopped, her heel digging into the boulder, and the edge of the boulder was a cliff. A chasm lay in front of her, and beneath her feet was a steep abyss.

On the other side of the rift, the forest continues to stretch, and the lynx has sunk into the bushes. Sivana sighed, there was only one way to cross the stream, and she didn't want to use it.

She looked around to make sure no one was nearby, then inhaled hard, her lungs stretched to the maximum, and a fire burned in her chest. Even across a rift, she could still smell Tommy. She no longer suppressed her desires, and an impulse soared into the heat of a furnace in her body. Shivana exhaled a burst of flame, and with a thud, it turned into a giant demon dragon. The whole rift trembled with her roar, echoing with her majestic call. She spread her strong, soft wings and slid across the rift and into the forest ahead.

Instead of dodging the trunks, she walked straight ahead, overwhelming the branches and crushing everything in her path. She spread her wings and lunged forward, the forest mingling in her eyes as a swirl of brown and green. Wooden bears, silver elk, and other jungle animals all fled in panic, their fear soaking Shivana in her own power. She spat out a huge wave of dragon breath, and a dense forest was reduced to ashes in an instant.

A handful of golden retrievers loomed in front of her, and she immediately jumped hard and threw herself behind the lynx. Its fangs scratched her flank, but she barely felt the pain.

"I know you," the lynx squirmed and threatened. "They all call you a dog chain. ”

The golden monster kicked hard, claws outstretched and scratched, fangs gripped at her neck. Shivana also stabbed its back with both claws, enjoying the pleasure of tearing flesh apart.

"Why are you arresting me?" asked the Lynx. "We are not enemies. ”

"You killed a soldier of Demacia," Sivana said. "Tommy. ”

Her neck was bitten out of blood, but she spat out a mouthful of dragon fire, and the Lynx dodged to the side.

"He's your friend?"

"It's not. ”

"Then you will avenge him. It seems that the rumors are all true. You're a mature dog. ”

Shivana roared angrily.

"At least I don't kill humans. She said.

"Really?" said the lynx, revealing a wicked grin and a mouthful of bloody teeth. "Don't you crave human blood?"

Shivana circled to the side of the lynx.

"I can see hunger and thirst in your eyes. It said. "Craving for the taste of fresh meat. The same desire as me. After all, without chasing, the meal is tasteless. ”

Shivana turned to laughter.

"Well said, that's exactly what I want," she said.

Shivana lunged forward. With one move, he crushed the lynx to death on a carpet of fallen leaves and grass, and bit its throat with a big bite. The lynx spat out scorching venom and grabbed her chest and scraped off her scales. Shivana's eyes were burned with venom, and the wound stinged like a pinprick, but she didn't let go.

The once-gorgeous fur of the Lynx is now soaked in blood and disheveled. Its watery eyes stared at Sivana in horror, and life faded by.

Although hunger did not give her up, Shivana controlled herself and did not eat his flesh. She let out a long sigh of relief, and the dragon flame in her chest gradually receded, and then twitched back into her human form. She enjoyed the hunt very much, but she also felt contempt for herself. She controlled her trembling body and picked up the corpse of the lynx and dragged it towards the rift. This corpse is evidence of her inhuman desire, and must be hidden in the shadows of the deep valley, never to see the light of day.

"I didn't kill you because I had justice in my heart, but I felt that it was a pleasure for me to kill you. ”

~Night Hunter

Shauna Wayne is a ruthless beast of death. Throughout her life, she has been searching for demons that have killed her entire family. With a crossbow in his arm and a vengeful rage burning in his heart, Vayne can only truly be happy when he kills people and creatures controlled by dark magic.

As the only daughter of a wealthy family in Demacia, Wayne was born pampered. As a child, she spent her time in her own world, reading books, learning music, and collecting insects on the estate. Her parents had traveled the Runeterras when they were younger, but chose to settle in Demacia after Wayne's birth. Because compared to other places, the people of Demacia are more united by nature and know how to share weal and sorrow.

Not long after her sixteenth birthday, Wayne returned home from a midsummer party, only to see a sight she would never forget.

A stunning woman with horns on her head stands next to the bloody corpses of her parents.

Wayne panicked and screamed loudly. Before the demonic woman disappeared, she looked at young Wayne, and a terrifying and full smile flashed on her face.

Wayne tried to pull the blood-stained hair from her mother's eyes. And that terrifying smile haunted Wayne, taking root in her heart. When she shuddered and closed her father's eyes, she saw that her father's mouth was wide open, and the look of horror and confusion on his face had frozen. The demonic smile had penetrated deep into Vayne's heart.

In the days to come, this smile will fill every inch of Wayne's body, planting the seeds of revenge.