A/N: This chapter is a little shorter due to the length of the coinciding Inner Darkness chapter.
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The Noxian warrior's thoughts were interrupted when she saw a campfire shoot up in the distance.
A campfire? Fuck, there is a mercenary camp right by there!
She wasted no time jumping down from the tree and rushing out of town towards source of the light, fearing for the worst.
The warrior grew worried as she drew closer to the camp and hear the sound of clashing metal.
As she ran into the camp she was met with the confused faces of some merchants.
"You weren't attacked were you?" The warrior asked, slightly confused.
The merchants all shook their heads side to side.
"I thought I heard the sound of metal clashing, what was it?"
The warriors' question was answered when a child dropped a bag of pots and pans that he had been carrying down in front of their campfire.
"You…weren't sent by Karma were you?"
The merchants looked back and forth at each other before shaking their heads no once again.
The warrior once again heard the clanging of pots and pots, she apologized to the merchants whose night she had interrupted before running off again. The rest of her night was spent running from campsite to campsite investigating the mysterious metal noises.