The figure walks through the gates of the Institute of war, immediately turning left to the nearby forest. They walk for quite some time before coming to a spot, eying the figure before them.
"Why have you asked me to be here, Swain?" Asked the first figure, in a clearly feminine voice.
Swain turned. He was quite a thin man, and had a Raven perched on his shoulder. "Well, Riven, I asked you here so we could negotiate the terms of your return to loyalty to Noxus." Swain replied.
Riven scowled. "Noxus is broken, and fixing it won't be easy."
Swain seemed amused by her response. "That might be so for previous Generals. But I have an advantage they could never have even dreamed of."
"And what would that be?" Riven asked.
Swain leaned towards her and whispered the response. Riven paled slightly.
"How do you respond to that?" He asked smugly.
"If what you said is true, then I stand by your side Swain."
"It is very true, Riven. Shortly I will prove it to you."
"Why do you want my loyalty? Noxus has never tried to re-recruit me before." Riven asked
"Why, Noxus going to war of course."
"What? That's insane! The league will stop you!" Riven exclaimed.
Swain smirked. "I found a loophole. The Demacian's have something of ours, and they have refused to give it back. So we will use force to acquire it."
Riven thought for a moment. "I never thought I would go to war again, but it looks like I will be."
Swain chuckled. "I will contact you again in time, but for now I re-instate your rank as Lieutenant, and will… fix up your file. You're welcome to return to Noxus any time as of tomorrow." Swain silently stalked off.