That cough made both women who were fighting in the room look toward Logan. When she saw it was him, Jinx's beautiful blue eyes lit up, shining brightly—but surprisingly, the little maniac immediately calmed down again.
"Get out! Asshole!" Jinx yelled at Logan.
Logan: ???
I came to help, and she's still cursing me out?
Jinx wasn't doing it for no reason.
The moment she saw Logan, her first instinct—born from a lack of security—was to call for him, hoping he'd come help her. But Jinx quickly remembered what Logan was capable of. Him—Logan—going up against that big bruiser?
Yeah… forget it.
Even though she'd only been with Logan for a week, they were still childhood friends. She wouldn't say she cared that much, but the truth was, Logan did occupy a small spot in her heart.
Her heart wasn't big. Ninety percent of it was taken up by a pink-haired girl—the one person who was her entire world.
And the remaining ten percent didn't even belong to Logan. It belonged to Silco. But still, in the time they'd spent together, Logan had been using a tiny shovel, carving out a space for himself in her heart.
So it wasn't that she didn't care about him.
She was obsessive, chaotic—but that didn't mean she was genuinely out of her mind.
She was just desperately lacking a sense of belonging and safety. She needed attention, needed affirmation.
And Logan happened to give her that.
He never said it out loud, but Jinx knew she had a lot of issues—lots of them. Plenty of people had told her things like that before: Mylo, Vander, Vi, Silco… all of them had found her annoying at one point, like she was nothing but a nuisance.
But Logan never said that about her.
Even when she pestered him nonstop these past few days, even when she wouldn't behave at night when they slept, Logan never acted like she was a burden.
And that made Jinx feel something familiar in him—something like Vi.
That feeling soothed her shattered heart and made her feel safe.
To put it bluntly… she needed someone to spoil her.
Back then, Jinx always had to hear Mylo's harsh, grating voice. But during this time with Logan, she hadn't heard that ugly, piercing voice again.
And because of that, she didn't want Logan to die.
Call it caring about Logan. Call it refusing to admit she was a curse who got everyone around her killed. Call it a drowning person grabbing the last piece of driftwood.
Either way—
She didn't want Logan to die.
"Get lost." When she saw Logan, Sevika only said it coldly.
To Sevika, this guy who suddenly appeared wasn't any kind of threat.
No weapon on him. He looked skinny. No tattoos, either.
What threat could some ordinary Zaunite be to her?
And when Logan didn't leave, Sevika didn't waste time. Her mechanical arm clamped down on Jinx, and her other hand instantly went to her waist. Sevika drew a pistol, aimed it at Logan, and was about to fire.
"Sevika." Logan spoke softly.
"…"
"Logan?" Hearing his voice, Sevika froze. She stared at his face and his black hair, and instinctively blurted it out.
"It's me," Logan nodded.
He was a kid from the Lanes—one of Vander's kids. The orphans of the Lanes were basically all under Vander's protection, so naturally Logan had crossed paths with Sevika.
Since he was around Vi's age, and a boy, Logan used to run errands for Sevika when he was little. And he and Marsen and the other kids had once been close with her, too.
"How are you here?" Sevika lowered the gun.
Jinx seized the chance. She lifted her leg, trying to drive her knee into Sevika—
But Sevika just snapped her elbow forward. The mechanical elbow joint twisted as it hammered into Jinx's stomach.
"Gah—!"
Bitter fluid shot out as Jinx started coughing violently.
"Sevika… can we just talk like normal people?" Logan said, rubbing his hair.
As far as characters with a lot of screentime in Arcane went, Logan genuinely liked Sevika. And in his childhood memories, Sevika had been good to him and to Marsen's group.
Which was weird. Sevika clearly didn't like keeping Powder and Vi around back then—but she was good to Logan and Marsen.
She was strict, and her mouth was sharp, and she'd even hit Logan and Marsen before… but she really did look after them.
Sometimes when she sent them on errands, she'd give the kids extra reward money.
In Logan's mind, if Vander was the gentle father figure, then Sevika was the strict older-sister figure.
And with how things later played out between Sevika and Jinx… how to put it? Logan felt like it was kind of like a loyal bodyguard housekeeper paired with a fallen crime princess.
And suddenly, Logan had another thought—maybe the reason Sevika disliked Vi and Powder was because she thought those two made Vander go soft?
After all, in Sevika's eyes, Zaun's dignity mattered more than anything.
"This isn't something you get involved in. Get out of here, now. I'll pretend I never saw you," Sevika said to Logan.
Her expression stayed calm, her tone icy.
"Can you let go of Jinx first?"
"You already know she's called Jinx?" Sevika paused, then looked at Jinx. "I get it. So you've been with Logan these past few days?"
"What, is that not allowed? Why do you have to stick your nose into every piece of bullshit? What are you, his damn underwear? If Silco tells you to cover his ass, you just do it?" Jinx yelled through the pain, drool hanging at the corner of her mouth as she cursed Sevika.
"Do you have any idea you're going to get him killed?" Sevika's voice turned even colder.
"Bullshit! I didn't do anything!" Jinx snapped back.
Here it comes—again!
Again, acting like I'm some curse that ruins everyone!
"Six Enforcers are dead up in Piltover. And you left your graffiti and your grenades at the scene. They're looking for you. And you still say you're not putting Logan in danger."
"I— They won't find me!"
"Sevika," Logan cut in.
"So you're not listening to me anymore?" Sevika turned her head, looking at Logan. Then she added, "Logan, you've gotten bold, haven't you?"
"You forget how I used to discipline you, huh?"
"I'll say it one more time: leave. Now. Logan, this isn't something you can get dragged into. You're not one of us."
Sevika raised her right hand and drove a heavy punch into Jinx's lower abdomen, putting real power behind it. Jinx folded like a shrimp and collapsed to the floor.
Then Sevika turned and walked toward Logan.
"On second thought, I'll throw you out myself."
Logan glanced at his attribute panel, then thought about all the private tests he'd run on his body.
Then he looked at Sevika and smiled.
"Sevika, there's something I need to tell you."
Sevika wiped her knuckles as she approached. "What?"
Logan looked at her, opened his mouth—
"Actually…"
His body vanished from where he stood.
Logan lunged at Sevika, so fast the human eye could barely catch it, his fist already blasting toward her chest.
"I can fight, too."