Jeff's bored gaze met with the elder's hesitant ones. The killer, who was still tied up, looked at each of them, noticing that despite that they were suppose to the elders, some looked way too young. His eyes trailed away from the geezers to glance at the group- plus one- that carried him here, those pieces of shit.

He returned his eyes to the 'elders', who were still silent, as they have been for the past three minutes. "So are we just going to sit here in awkward silence or something?" His voice, rough and hoarse caused the youngest of the elders to flinch.

Thankfully the elders began discussing amongst themselves, prompting Jeff to once again wander his eyes. He struggled against his bonds briefly, moving his arms and shaking his body side to side in an attempt to loosen them with no success. Grumbling, he looked towards the group, who were standing at the door, talking to the new guy.

Jeff sighed in boredom, he started counting in his head to pass the time.

"You there, what your name?" one of the elders asked suddenly, snapping Jeff out of his daze. He turned his eyes towards them and answered simply "Jeff." When he didn't say anymore they gave him questioning looks, "Your full name, please" another clarified. "No" was Jeff's blunt reply.

The elders looked at him with mixed expressions of both anger and exasperation. "Sir, we need your full name so that we can help you" one of them said politely, Jeff gave them a blank stare "Well I need my arms to grab things, and my legs to stand. You don't see me complaining do you?" he stated.

A twirl of a finger from one of them released Jeff from his magical bindings, much to his relief. He got up from the floor of the hall and gave a small stretch "Thanks you old fucks" He voiced his 'gratitude'. The elders made no reaction to his crude remark and instead gave him expectant looks, something that Jeff raised an eyebrow at "What?" he asked with irritation.

The youngest of them sighed "Jeff, we require your full name so that we can harmlessly integrate you into the league" he explained. Jeff crossed his arms "What if I don't want to join your league?" "Then we will have to terminate you, as a safety protocol" the all replied in unison.

Zalith smirked underneath his hood, 'Safety protocol, if they're going to make a bluff at least make it believable'. He looked at 'Jeff' with a cautious expression, he had seen the match he was fighting in, and how he was nearly killed by Jinx and Ezreal. 'Then again, with how dangerous he was' he trailed off in his head, remembering how he had manage to take down Fiora, despite being a normal human, well seemingly being a normal human.

Something still wasn't right with him, it wasn't because of his injuries, no he had gotten used to them after staring at them for a minute. It was the feeling of fear that he radiated, Zalith knew what fear felt like as he would both cause and feel them due to his high rank. Yet this summon, who was no more than a civilian, barring his psychotic mind, seem to exude enough fear to stun the elders.

He knew that something was up with him.

"Do I really need to give my full name?"

"Yes, for safety reasons."

"Can't you just make one up?"

"That wouldn't be optimal, as we won't have full information on you."

"Can't you just make it seem like you have full information on me?"

"Jeff, if you don't tell us willingly we will force it out of your mouth."

Of course that fear seemed to be a bit down-played as he watched him banter with the elders for his name.

"Okay fine, you old coots, I'll give you my fucking name" Jeff growled out, conceding defeat. He casted his eyes downwards, due to his inability to close them in annoyance. Suddenly, he snapped his head towards them "BUT, No one can know my full name get it!? Cause as far as they are concerned I'm just Jeff, get it!?" He snarled angrily, the cut smile showed more teeth than the mouth was supposed to. The elders simply nodded.

The killer sighed, he crossed his arms and looked downwards. Taking a deep breath he stated his name "My full name, is Jeffrey Alan Woods." Jeff ignored the smiles they were giving them as they wrote down his name in the air.

Once that was done, the name disappeared with a soft hum. One of the elders, who looked to be the oldest nodded at the killer, "Very well Jeffrey b-" "IT'S JUST JEFF OLD MAN" The killer interrupted angrily.

He didn't care that the old geezer's eyes narrowed at him, the bemused stares of the other elders didn't faze him and he didn't even see the shocked expressions of the ones that brought him here. "Like I said, It's just Jeff, not Jeffrey, no mister Alan Woods, no Jeffrey Woods and absolutely no Jeffrey Alan Woods. I gave you that name just so you would stop fucking asking for it, that doesn't mean you fuckers can use it. It's just Jeff, get It?" he ranted angrily, stopping himself short from throwing his knife.

A smirk grew on the old man's face "Really now, and what can you do, Jeffre-" the knife was barely millimeters away from his face, his withered eyes widened in shock. His instinctual reflex barely managed to stop the knife in time. Jeff himself was growling like an animal, right hand out stretched "LIKE. I. SAID. JUST. JEFF." He gritted out each word.

Zalith and his group were baffled, not by Jeff's violent outburst, no it was how close he had almost harmed the elders in his outburst. In all of Zalith's service the elders had a sort of aura that would make even the toughest of warriors to hesitant for even a second, one second was all they needed to neutralize whatever threat he could have.

But Jeff, he didn't even see the man falter in his throw, it was as if threatening powerful spell-casters was an everyday occurrence to him. Judging from how he did it so easily and without regard, it seemed that it was.

Suddenly any previous feelings of pity were overshadowed by fear.

Jeff took the knife away from the man, still shell-shocked. Despite the urge to stab him until his stomach was as empty as Jack's head, he knew that it wouldn't do him much, so he simply backed up to his position. Once more silence filled the hall, this time is was tense rather than awkward, well to them anyway.

"So, can I go know?" He asked, snapping them- excluding the old man- from their shocked silence. One of them cleared her throat, as if to save any authority she had "Well, we still have one more thing we need you to do. Before we give you your room."

Jeff rolled his eyes "Fine" he groaned, he pocketed the knife in his pants and stuff his hands in his hoody, "So what, I need to tell you more about my personal life or something?" he said sarcastically. The youngest of them chuckled nervously "Close, we need you to go through a Judgment" he informed, gaining a raised eyebrow from Jeff "Like divine Judgment or something? Cause if it is then I simply straight up, I'm going to hell" he remarked casually.

The youngest simply waved his hand in dismissal "No no, just a simple judgment that will open up your mind to the summoners. Nothing more, nothing less" he smiled when Jeff shrugged and nodded "Sure whatever."

"Excellent, you two" He pointed at the woman that had bound him and the man that had carried him "send Jeffr- um Jeff to the Reflection Chamber. Zalith contact the summoner that was assisting Jeff during the match" The summoners nodded. the woman once again snapped her fingers, though this time it only bounded Jeff's arms, much to his annoyance. The three escorted the grumbling killer to their destination.

Zalith watch Marrie and Holiv walked out the elders hall with the summon, he sighed and summoned the window again. This time it opened up to a tired looking Braig, who seemed to be looking over paper work "Yes, what do need, make it quick I'm busy" he said casually.

"My, is that the way you're supposed to greet a Head Summoner, Braig?" Zalith smirked as he nearly tore the paper he was holding, he looked at the window and stammered out a proper greeting, to which Zalith simply chuckled at. His let his smile drop, he looked at Braig seriously "Braig, I require your assistance again" he said firmly.

He couldn't blame him for grimacing, considering he was already swamped with paperwork, still he gave a nod and asked for his assignment. "I need you to perform Jeff's Judgment" with that, the tired look was replaced with a horrified one, Zalith shook his head "Look I now this is asking much, but you're the only who has, uh experience, with Jeff. Any other summoner and we might risk another incident like Teemo."

Zalith, Braig and the rest of his group shuddered. The watchman nodded curtly, he gave a salute, mutter something under his breath and closed the window. Done with his task, his group prepared to leave.

"Excuse me Zalith, we need to talk to you for a bit." The Head Summoner stopped at the female elder's, surprisingly, cold voice. "O-Of course" he hesitated a bit, he nodded towards the two and let them walk out before he turned to meet with the elders.