Running as fast as her stubby legs could carry her, Poppy was headed for Bandle city. She never wanted to see Jarvan's stupid handsome face ever again. She wanted to smash it in with a hammer, wait, she already had a hammer, this was a much better plan than running. With that, Poppy turned around to head back for Demacia, she would show Jarvan how she really felt about him on his wedding day, maybe she'd smash fire crotch up a bit too. Just to make herself feel better. Hammer smashing always made Poppy feel better.