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The shadow walker resisted the urge to roll his eyes remembering that he didn’t have his mask to hide his emotions like normal, dealing with Syndra and her ego was tiresome at times but it was foolish to deny what a powerful ally she was. “Come, we can talk on the way to my camp.” He told her as he swung around and started heading back the way he came to the clearing.

As he fell into step with the dark sovereign Zed began to explain what little knowledge he had been able to gather in his short time on this isle. “It’s seems everyone from the league is slowly being brought here one by one but without any of their powers or weapons, not sure who or why it’s happening but they all seem to be dropped off in one of the few forest clearings.” He couldn’t understand how everyone was being transported here but he understood only champions from the league we’re showing up, meaning the cause of this was definitely the summoners. “But this Island doesn’t act natural, the weather is directed and the wildlife are sectioned, it’s as if this island is being controlled by a force that dictates everything but us.” It left the ninja with an uneasy feeling knowing he was being watched and everything around him was set in place like a performance.

He went to continue but realized he had made it back to his camp, a small thicket that was close off on most sides providing excellent protection with large branches moved to protect the more open areas, it was a work in progress but it would do for now. Zed moved a section of leaves covering a pile of various berries he had collected from the forest and grabbing a handful offered it to the dark Syndra. “Hungry?”

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The Sovereign stepped gingerly on the uneven ground, one foot in front of the other with caution. With the utmost concentration, she advanced step by step behind the shadow master, listening carefully to the words he spoke. It seemed Zed was here longer than Syndra had been, seeing as he made his camp and any accommodated for any provisions he might need.

“ What? There are others? ” Strange, she hadn’t seen anyone else in her time here. “ Seems you know a lot about how things are dictated around here. How long have you been stranded here yourself? ” As the berries were revealed to her, the hunger in her stomach made itself apparent with a soft growl. A slight blush stretches warms her cheeks before she reaches forward to the food offered to her, stuffing her face.

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Even after being thrown into a new world without a single ounce of power she still managed to retain her arrogance. “Perhaps, but unlike some people I don’t require icons to feel powerful.” He replied with a small smirk as he approached to look her over, seeing the dark sovereign without her armour confirmed to Zed that no one who arrived on the isle was allowed to bring anything with them.

“Here I was about to offer my help to you, but how foolish of me to assume you couldn’t handle things even without your powers.” The ninja knew Syndra’s harsh tone toward him was a facade to protect her image, he sympathized with the hatred of feeling weak on this isle. “I’ve set up camp not to far from here, if you feel so inclined to join me it’ll be a lot safer than standing in this open clearing.” He offered.

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A flicker of anger in her eyes. Zed, saying she needed to feel powerful? Syndra did not need to feel, she knew. She was strong with her ability to will objects, not that the headdress made her strong. She snorted, laughing condescendingly. “ Who are you to say that I am weak? What do you know of strength or weakness? It is not the ‘icons’ or what we show by physical states, but by what we control. I can control everything with my will, and what of you? Just s h a d o w s ? Hah. ”

Why was she making enemies? Even though she had been snide with him, he offered to help, to protect her. “ Just because I’m accepting your help it doesn’t mean that we should find ourselves dependant on each other. This is just for now until everything is fixed. ”

“ Now. Tell me what you know. ”

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Zed had set up a small makeshift camp not too far from the clearing in which new arrivals seemed to appear, it had taken his a while of bashing two stones together to set fire to the collection of twigs and branches he had gathered when he heard the thud of an arrival at the clearing, it was the same thud he heard when he had found himself left in this forest. The ninja quickly blew out his fire and began making his way to the clearing to see who it was.

Upon arriving he sat at the edge of the tree line to make out who it was before he decided a plan of action, all his thought was thrown out when he recognized the silver haired women as his ally Syndra, Zed was so caught up in expecting it to be yet another person he’d have to stand against the ninja was relived to see a familiar face, Zed made his way into the clearing to reveal himself. “Hello Syndra, you probably have a lot of questions.”

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Appalling.

Having to go around without her headdress had Syndra in frustration. She couldn’t been seen like this! Her headdress was her pride, wearing it in rebellion of what Ionia’s standard was, and wearing it towards the front of her head instead of the behind. Hmph. At least her hair was okay. Running her fingers through the thick strands of hair, Syndra attempted to fix what she could of the mess.

Already knowing she couldn’t use her powers, she was stressed. She’d have to walk. Peering down, her feet were small, delicate, and unprotected from the harsh environment. She winced slightly but her expression remained unwavering. With a furrowed brow, she sat herself up, then onto both of her feet.

A voice came from behind her, the darkness and solemnity obvious and familiar. “And you say this like you have all the answers to my questions.” Sarcasm, of course. The Sovereign turned around to get a glimpse of Zed, someone familiar in this estranged place, only to be unexpectedly greeted by the lack of his mask.

“Heavens, look at you. Feeling a little vulnerable without the mask?” Her voice was mocking, but couldn’t hold. She felt the same without her own headgear.

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