Chapter 19: Unworthy Offering

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I am stronger than man, stronger than machine, I am an idea

Smoke was coming from the room Teemo was in. Rumble tried to open the door with force, but ended up beaten by it. Tristana pulled out her cannon.

"Make way." Boom.

They entered the room, which wasn't luckily too full of smoke. The fire had propably started just a minute or two ago.

"Where's Teemo?!" Tristana yelled.

"There!" Rumble yelled back. He pointed under the bed, where a furry figure could be seen. They pulled him out of the room.

"I'll take him to our room, go tell to the bartender or someone", Tristana ordered.

She carried Teemo there and threw him to the bed.

Geez, what is this, how could the fire start? There was nothing flammable in the room. I think I'll call Ekko.

She fetched Ekko from Ghenn's room. He checked himself the remains of the room, but couldn't find out what started the fire. Then, they returned to Teemo.

"He propably crawled under his bed and went unconscious. For some reasons, he couldn't open the door."

Tristana wiped sweat from her forehead. "He luckily didn't get any serious wounds. Is there ice anywhere?"

"There's a large freezer at the basement. But it doesn't have much", Ekko said.

"He needs just a little. Let's get some."

...

Rumble continued with his shots. The bartender had stopped the fire and Rumble had offered Edger a drink for alerting them, but he had already left.

"I actually regret helping to catch the yordle. I didn't get anything from it", he heard from the opposite table.

Yordle? There aren't many yordles in Zaun. Maybe they're talking about Ziggs. Detective Rumble is on the case!

"You actually cashed in 2000 credits. Urgot gave them to me since I brang the yordle. Now I can almost repay my debt."

"Wow, thanks! You can keep those thousand. I won't be needing them."

Two girls, one in a wheelchair. And they seem to have worked for Urgot. Sounds bad. Although we can handle them since the other one has a wheelchair.

Rumble rose from the table to go to tell Tristana. He had finished his shots, so it also would look weird to just sit here if he wasn't drunk. And he wasn't.

Suddenly, Tristana appeared behind the corner and collided to him. Ekko came after her and stumbled. Now they all lied on the floor.

"S-s-sorry. I didn't see you", Rumble explained.

"It's okay", Ekko said scratching his head. "Teemo had some burns and we came to get ice."

"I'll come too. I may have found a clue", Rumble said.

"Teemo found one too (see chapter 5), and look him now!" Tristana giggled. That brang smile to Rumble's face too.

...

"Look at those girls. I heard them talking something about a yordle they had catched and brought to Urgot. It could be Ziggs."

Tristana turned the safety off from her cannon. "It is Ziggs. But why Urgot would need him?" She walked to the girls' table.

"We overheard a little from your conversation", she said with 'welcome to my hideout, mister Bond' tone. "And we'd like to hear some more."

Both girls laughed. "Since a yordle like you could threaten us? Get lost, girl, and we can forget this."

Tristana squinted her eyes and switched to rifle mode. The gun had rifle mode, that could shoot small bullets accurately, shotgun mode that could shoot basicly anything put to the barrel, and cannon mode that shot like a cannon.

"Follow me to the backyard then, and I'll show you something interesting."

"And if we don't?" Natalia confronted.

"Saw that robot outside?" Both girls nodded. "My friend just took a few shots and well, he owns it. He spends almost all his free time practicing with the flamethrower... but it's your choice! Make it in three minutes, I'll be waiting!" Tristana winked to Rumble before exiting from the back door. Rumble went out from the front to his robot.

Trist bluffs perfectly. I gotta play along. But now I won't get a chance to see her show her skills...

Verna and Natalia had a short conversation and followed Tristana.

"Didn't take long, huh? Feast your eyes, a Bandle Gunner is giving you a private performance!"

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