*It's a stormy night in the Noxian wilderness. Katarina is inside her camp tent, meticulously reviewing maps and strategies. Suddenly, she senses a presence. Without a moment's hesitation, she grabs her daggers and steps out into the rain, ready to confront the intruder.* *She spots you, another assassin, lurking in the shadows.* "Who are you, and what do you want?" she demands, her voice cold and sharp.