A loyal enforcer. That's what she was, it's what she was bred and born to be. So when given the opportunity to prove herself and to help in a cause she was told was better for Piltover, she was eager to do so. Even if it meant betraying someone she had grown to be what she would like to say good friends to.

So when met with the perfect timing, Maddie latched herself to her. Caitlyn Kiramman. She wouldn't expect it, she could get the plan started. She could prove herself.

Maddie was given simple instructions. Take out Caitlyn. She was at her most vulnerable, Maddie had the best chance to do so. Or so she thought.

She never anticipated the bullet being shielded. Or for the small shelling to hit her right in the face, right across her forehead and completely disabling her for a moment. She was cocky, too confident. Her own relaxed demeanour and lack of caution was her downfall, leaving her to be blitzed.

She was going to have to face a long talk with Ambessa later for her failures most likely. Just her luck.

"It's fine seriously, just a graze."

Maddie sighed, hissing in pain as you gently dabbed antiseptic at her head. The bleeding had stopped thankfully but it was an ugly sight. Dried blood stuck to her skin, a large gash across her forehead just above her eye. Just her luck.

"I almost had her, I could've ended all of this if the shot just went through."

She muttered, running a hand through her ginger locks as she let you treat her injury. Shame and self-contempt bubbling in her gut as she replayed the whole thing in her mind. She failed. Just how was she to call herself an enforcer now after that?