Summary
'The words of that filthy Noxian echoed in his mind... "The first death's the worst," he had drawled with a wry grin. Ezreal couldn't shake the unease he stirred up in him. It was those eyes of his – like coal stones dropped in milk. They looked flat, empty – dead' Ezreal witnesses, for the first time, the fall of the nexus at the hands of the blood brothers - Darius & Draaaven