A Loose Cannon.
-It's nearly time…
The Mad Chemist of Zaun, looked at the vial being slowly filled, drop by drop on his table filled with other experiments. Vile liquids, super adhesives, deadly poisons… al of them part of a life time of designing all sort of concoctions and elixirs for the government of his city, and even for the Noxian army… but this was, without a doubt his masterpiece. Even one of his greatest achievements, the insanity potion, would be nothing compared to the liquid that, droplet by droplet, was filling the small container of barely the size of a nutshell.
Singed took a closer look at the purplish color of the fluid (although sometimes looked red, some others green) and smiled under the bandages that covered his face. Yes, this was indeed his masterpiece… even without any sort of previous trial or testing, he knew that, if the effects achieved it´s maximum potential, all of Valoran woulds stand agape at the results of hi