As Evelynn gazed over the distant ocean, she shook her head with amusement growing on her face. Those foolish men, she thought with a chuckle. Those two think they're safe outside the shadow isles, how adorable. She tore her eyes from the ocean and turned around, before gliding through the marshy plains to her hideout. The prisoners cries for help were a warm welcome.

"Yes, scream for your freedom," she said, her exhilarated voice echoed off the molded walls. Chains clanked on the floor while helpless charred hands beat the bars laced with malevolent magic, but it was useless, Evelynn doomed them to meet the same fate. Her laughter, akin to a banshee's wail, evoked fear beyond anything one could imagine. She sat there, a feeling of contented joy washing over her, and planned her next victim.

I could obliterate them in a swipe, but I can't waste my mana. Not while that sexy mage hides away, Evelynn mused. I don't wanna break a nail though. She caressed her claws in her palm. Such a turnoff. The howling and cries for help encased the room. A purple aura surrounded her as she reached out to the men, moaning at their pleas for survival.

"God, please... no!" one man screamed. His eyes were wide with fear as sweat cascaded down his face. "I have a wife and children at home, you can't do this!" He shook his head violently while Evelynn's hands moved closer.

"I love the happy ones." She grasped his neck with a ghastly shriek, the atmosphere pulsed to a blinding silver. The man's cries were silenced. He then vanished into a fine powder. Evelynn walked away from the remains, satisfied with her work. "Such mortals only scratch at my hunger." The clanking of chains and beating behind bars ceased. She giggled at the usual clockwork, taking one of their numbers quelled them, humans were extraordinary creatures to her.

Now, how to deal with those two. Evelynn rested an index finger on her chin to ponder and drummed it in a slow rhythm. Killing them right away would be such a turnoff. She wanted to make them suffer. Prickly heat rushed to her cheeks as a new wave of pleasure struck her.

"Nugh..." Evelynn's moan echoed in the small chamber. "So much agony.. I can feel it now!" Her eyes turned to an eerie red. "I want to feed on it!" Feelings of ecstasy rushed through her veins, as consuming their desire and agony was a dream come true.

She pushed the thoughts away with a fan of her fingers in front of her face, but the lack of a plan brought her full circle - chin cupped with a few fingers and an absent-minded gaze.

If I hire someone who's enemies with Demacia that would give me more pain to devour, she thought with an oblivious smile. And I wouldn't have to break a single nail.

She opened her mouth in realization and waved a single finger above her head in excitement. A delightful thought had struck her. Oh, the matron of Noxus shall do!

With a slit of her claws through the air, a dark red aura pulsed through the room intermittently.

"Come, Leblanc."

The room dropped in temperature and the lighting dimmed aside from the pulses of energy, which formed a portal that reflected a black abyss.

Evelynn glanced at the waves of energy. A matron dressed in black with a yellow cape emerged, she held a golden staff with vibrant pink crystals levitating above it. The woman gave her an inquisitive glance as she took confident steps towards Evelynn. She extended a hand to greet her.

"Emelia Leblanc of the Black Rose. What brings your reason to summon me, succubus of the isles?" Leblanc posed the question with a look of interest. "Do you have something I want?"

Evelynn smiled at her. "No, not at all, Love." Her lashers summoned a stack of parchment. "I only have Demacia's secret infrastructure and military plans."

Leblanc's eyes widened with amusement. "And you have this.. how?" She reached her arm out toward the documents to retrieve them. Evelynn nudged her arm away with the free lasher.

"Not yet, honey." Evelynn laughed at Leblanc's annoyed stare. "You must take out one of two men for me first, think you can handle that?"

"Certainly."

A moment of silence passed as Evelynn analyzed Leblanc's figure.

"You seem so... frail though," Evelynn spoke, then giggled at her own taunt. "Not the person I'd suspect to be running an underground connection to dark magic and reanimation."

"Looks can be deceiving." Leblanc rolled her eyes. "So, who are these men, and which one do you want me to kill?"

Tobias would make for a perfect kill. Evelynn toyed with Malcolm's efforts being for nothing. Then again... I can't imagine how that mage would feel. He'd go ballistic if Malcolm died due to saving him.

"Mmm, I can't choose!" The feast for their agony and desire contaminated her ability to think for a moment.

"Why can't I kill them both? That would be more simple." Leblanc rubbed her free hand across her forehead and sighed.

"I suppose Tobias Fate will be your target. I can't have that mage coming at me for revenge," she said with a somber purr. "Be careful though, he's not one to underestimate."

Leblanc nodded and dismissed Evelynn with a quick wave of her hand. She walked through the portal to leave. Just as she was out of earshot she muttered, "Swain will love to hear of this."

The portal closed after several rapid pulses, restoring the lighting in the room. Evelynn shuffled back and forth to dissipate the giddy desires that ate at her. After calming down, she clasped her hands together and stopped in place. A large dark marble materialized in a puff of smoke. She caressed it in the palms of her hands, watching it with a smile. The void in the marble filled with the image of Malcolm staring at the sea with Tobias beside him.

"I've gotta admit, I've missed ya, partner." Tobias' voice came through as if he was in the room beside her. She giggled at how their happiness would be short-lived.

Malcolm shoved Tobias back and gave him a tempered look. "Listen, short stack, why the hell did you leave me behind?" His angry gaze didn't phase Tobias' neutral disposition in the slightest.

"Well, it's a long story. I reckon we got time for it though." Tobias laid a hand on Malcolm's shoulder. He smiled and kept his tone even "I think we should sit down for this one."

Evelynn released the orb from her hands and let it levitate in the air.

"This is so perfect!" She sat on the cold dirty floor, watching their every move in anticipation.