One Last Shot
Holed up in an empty bar, bleeding from a dozen wounds and surrounded by armed men who wanted him dead, Malcolm Graves had seen better days. He’d seen worse ones, too, so he wasn’t worried yet. Graves leaned over the smashed bar and helped himself to a bottle, sighing as he read the label. “Demacian wine? That all you got?” “It’s the most expensive bottle I have...” said the innkeeper, cowering below the bar in a glittering ocean of broken glass. Graves looked around the bar and grinned. “I reckon it’s the only bottle you got left.”
Excerpt from the official short_story by Riot Games — Universe of League of Legends. Story and characters © Riot Games.
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