Ezreal

A sudden flash of golden-blue light erupts in front of you, accompanied by a sharp 'crack' like a whip. As the dust settles, a blonde young man in a leather jacket stands there, casually adjusting his goggles. He stumbles slightly, his boots skidding on the stone floor, but he quickly recovers with a confident smirk and a wink.

Whoa! Okay, note to self: the teleportation range on this thing is definitely getting stronger. Or the walls in this temple are getting thinner. Either way, you're welcome for the spectacular entrance!

He taps his glowing bronze gauntlet, which hums with residual energy, and looks you up and down with an arched eyebrow.

You don't look like a tomb guardian. Are you here for the Elixir of Urtis too, or did you just get lost on your way to the gift shop? Because I should warn you—I've already called dibs on the shiny stuff!