Hound of Noxus Extras: All Foreshadowing for the Chapter 26 Twist
Another compilation post of some of my gleeful foreshadowing!
In the showdown in Chapter 26, a new factor is revealed. Though subtly, it’s been referenced consistently alongside another recurring story element since Chapter 4! Oh gosh, that's a year--
Major spoilers through Chapter 26 are discussed immediately under the cut!
Introduction
“SHE is with me!”
—Vi, Chapter 26
The spirit-god Janna, guardian of Zaun, has been twisted into a force of wrath. The rapid development of Hextech during the years of Piltovan militarization has produced rampant pollution, as well as more subtle ‘arcane destabilization’ effects. Meanwhile Zaun’s bitterness and pain has been festering, reaching an all-time high during the tragedies of the failed uprising and the subsequent crackdown. Janna has been corrupted by these forces: the goddess is in agony, a force of nature that has grown furious and bent toward destruction.
This comes to bear in Chapter 26, when Janna resonates with Vi and infuses her with power, sending her into a frenzy.
But I’ve referenced air or the wind in some recurring cases so far:
Almost every time Vi hallucinated Powder; including some cases in Caitlyn’s POV where the wind acting up is meant to imply Vi is hallucinating
Moments in late Part 1 / early Part 2 where Vi is trying (unsuccessfully) to hear Powder again
A few other points when Vi is particularly wrathful, in turmoil, or feeling lost
The goal was to remain subtle, while making it possible to pick up on the pattern of the wind accompanying these dramatic moments over time. From the time Vi hit her lowest point, however far she traveled, the guardian has been following her — drawn to a Zaunite in need, as she surely is to countless others. But with her power dwindling, Janna largely lost the capacity to meaningfully help or inspire her people, and was left to simply stew in suffering.
The extent to which Janna has been merely watching Vi versus influencing her is deliberately left ambiguous. I will confirm that Vi’s turmoil is not caused by Janna’s wrath; but Vi's state serves as a magnet for it, and is potentially exacerbated by it.
So, here are the Janna “cameos” and a couple other hints throughout the fic so far! I will quote chunks for context, but bold the significant bits to facilitate skimming.
Compilation by Chapter
Chapter 4: Enforcer
Powder’s ghost is introduced when Vi is enraged after Caitlyn attempts to knock a reminiscing Vi into the river.
(...) the prisoner bared her teeth and glowered defiance. Vi leaned in, glaring back at her. Blood pounded in her ears. The wind was rising, shifting gusts tumbling down the walk. And she felt the weight of that gaze, the dying eyes all over again, like a waking dream. The eyes that found her when she faltered. They didn’t have any mercy for me, did they? (...) Vi had been Topside, on a walkway by the river. Vi had been down there, when the world burned. Vi was neither here nor there. The transit of air, the back and forth churn through jaws and throat and lungs, was explosive. A tug on her arm. A small hand brushed the back of her palm. Gently folded it into a fist. You can always be strong, can’t you? For me?
The flashback concluding the chapter shows the first instance of Powder appearing, after the teen Vi is distraught over killing two Enforcers.
A gentle breeze rolled through the alley, misty and cool on her skin and her scalp. A soft hand on her arm, a once-familiar clinging at her side. The effect was immediate, steadying, and the ground was solid beneath her again. As if the core of her — her heart, her identity, everything she was and had ever once been — remembered, in that presence, that she needed to be strong. You did what you had to. You did great.
Chapter 5: Soldier
The flashback to Vi’s obsessive hunting of Enforcers during the Uprising
An Enforcer, threatening a beggar. Opportunity — a distracted Enforcer. Make him go away. Running, leaping into open air. The wind in her hair, the downward swing of her arm as she plunged; an acrobatic spin, through a two-story drop. Cast iron to helmet, breaking her fall.
Chapter 7: Renegade
When Vi has stabbed Sevika in the leg for “You could do about as much for our cause as you could for your sister.” Unusually, Powder urges Vi against violence.
“D’you keep things like that in your back pocket, just in case you need a quick potshot? Tell me.” Teeth gritted, eyes losing focus, the older fighter lifted a trembling and bloodstained hand toward her. She gave Vi the middle finger. Vi. This isn’t what you should be doing. Cold air washed through her lungs. Vi flinched, a sensation like breaking sharply from sleep. She saw her opponent, really saw her. Blood welling thickly between her fingers about the rapier. Zaun's blood, on a Noxian blade.
Chapter 10: Protector
Vi’s peaceful dream about looking out at a scenic coastline with Powder
The balmy breeze curled past their arms and faces, protective.
…which turns into a nightmare, as Powder dies again, and Vi can do nothing to save her
Vi nodded, self-assured and smiling as she remembered what had happened to her, and put it to words. “Powder… I’m different, now. I got strong enough to protect you.” “Vi…!” Their hands clasped, tender hands in armored ones. Tears rolled from soft blue eyes. “Vi, that’s great! But I’m still gone.” The sound cut out. No crash of waves, no cawing gulls, only a wind as steady as silence. The world blanched, anemic and grey, the color draining out in time with the roar. Vi’s smile stiffened, and her unblinking eyes found the open wound, the bright red gush of blood.
At the park with Caitlyn, Vi is entertaining with a story and is suddenly shaken, implied to hallucinate Powder in the water. As an aside, it is also revealed this chapter that Vi brought the body off a shore of Zaun by way of burial; maybe she saw an image related to that in particular.
A point in the escapade made Caitlyn scoff, and then give way to laughter. Vi’s eyes softened on her, strangely innocent. Enchanted. Then the warmth bled from her expression. Her story trailed off. “Vi?” Caitlyn asked, but her look was vacant. Fixed on nothing, in the water. The wind picked up from the lakeshore, dusting them with spray. Caitlyn reached for her shoulder. The Hound swatted her hand away, harsher than thwarting an attack.
Revisiting the site of Powder’s death, Vi vividly relives the scene and then steps ‘through’ the memory of her teen self.
Vi knelt; Vi supplanted the stooped and howling weakling; Vi closed her arms around the body, in her counterpart’s place. Felt the weight settle into her arms, sure as the breeze on her rain-damp skin. “Powder,” she said. “I came back again… I'm stronger now. I’ll make it right.” I know, Vi. The small hand on her cheek. I know. Vi broke. Vi broke down in bitter, shaking sobs.
Chapter 12: Monster
When Legion Vi rampages on the battlefield, brief wind imagery mixes with her typical fiery themes.
The Commander-General’s boom— “Blood for Noxus!” A redundant command. Dissolving into chaos. Dissolving in a sea of souls. Tapping into a vein of the world, and injecting herself into it; taking hold of a river of fate, and contemptuously upending it. Scattering them as she pleased. Transcending herself — lighter than air, cracking with impact, rampant as a burning gale. Reveling in all she was, all that had been built: a vessel for the tear and snap of thirsting jaws. Jaws that would take every offer.
Chapter 13: Drumming Song
Somewhat related, the day is dreary. The frequency of overcast days, and an unusual chill, are noted multiple times from about this point in the fic
Another connecting point, Vi’s eyes are described as silver (as they are a few times when she is at her darkest/'least human’; including when she stares down Ambessa in Ch24, and again while possessed in Ch26) in the grim moment that she intimidates Caitlyn after the spar, and it begins to rain
The eyes of the woman above Caitlyn shone almost silver in the grey pallor of the clouds, icy in a world that had been cast crisp, cool, and bright. Crimson hair, dark and dimly sapped of saturation. A flat line of her mouth. A mercurial, unblinking stare.
A sudden thunderstorm breaks out after the tense moment. It is Cait's POV, but as they argue, Powder is probably urging Vi to violence.
Vi grabbed her wrist, teeth bared. “Stand up. I'll drag you if you make me!” “Drag me, then!” Caitlyn shot back, while cold rain lashed down in gusting sheets. “Hurt me, force me, and stop pretending you’re better than it!” The wind whistled and whipped. Something rattled in the distance, a metallic clanging on hard ground. Caitlyn saw Vi’s eyes darkening. Then, with a shuddering breath, the soldier ducked her head. “I’m…” She looked up again, anguish in the grit of her teeth, and failed to say the word. No apologies, after all. There could be no betrayal where there had been no trust. “Please,” Vi said instead. “You have to make it to tomorrow.”
Chapter 16: Drumming Song (Reprise)
At the close of the duel, after Powder has steadied Vi in taking up the axe, and Vi returns to the block
A broken stage; a crisp fall breeze; a drumming heart; a drumming heart. Vi squared her feet, grinding a sole into the ashen dust. Caitlyn saw her purge a last, smoldering spark of compassion, blazing cold in the absence. She saw the warrior’s heart anneal with tempered wrath. She watched Vi transform, and wished she hadn’t. But there, she supposed, was her last sight. A demon who longed for cruelty. The wind howled, rippling over crimson hair and crimson cape. The gallop of drums melded into steady thunder, climbing to a crescendo. Caitlyn closed her eyes. Vi hefted the axe.
Chapter 21: Dear Friend...
By the garden pond, Vi seems to instinctively listen for Powder when she hears the wind; as Vi strains to hear her again, it only intensifies.
The water’s surface stirred beneath the breeze. Vi watched red leaves twirl down at a gust; she stared and listened, as if she might still hear someone. But Vi was alone. She closed her eyes, listening intently, listening for anything more, as the rising drone of wind flooded her ears. Vi was alone. “How is your mind?” The world fell quiet. Vi looked slowly back at the Wolf on the nearby trail. She faced the pond again, and took a sip of her tea. The cup turned in her hands. “Someone who used to follow me around… has gone quiet. I don’t know why.”
Ironically, she notes that someone who used to follow her (Powder) has gone quiet, but doesn't realize that another who follows her around (Janna) is practically screaming at her
Shortly after, Vi begins to sing; I attempted to frame the End of Part 1 sequence that follows — the brief moments with the key players, punctuated by the lyrics — as the wind thematically ‘carrying’ her song across the city.
When Vi had been alone again for some time, picking over her thoughts and clutching her emptied mug, she once again began to hum. She tried to focus on that. When no voice joined her, the words rose to her lips. The somber tune rolled through the garden, carried on the wavering breeze, slow and intent as a ceremonial march. “Dear friend… across the river… “My hands are cold and bare…”
Chapter 22: Anchor
In Vi’s opening scene of Part Two, the first sentence suggests the weather is noteworthy.
From her perch, Vi tipped back her head, eyes shut, for her nostrils and parted lips to drink in the cool damp of yet another dreary morning.
She tries to tell herself she’ll be fine without Powder. But as she sits alone and questions who she is, growing increasingly distressed:
I’m in control. I’m— The wind cackling like static in her ears, scouring her burned-out veins, winds picking over crumbs of flame that might just die in the kindling.
Shortly after, she gets an outright vision set up such that the reader can write it off as a metaphor -- this image of a storm-tossed ship, referencing Janna’s lore of guiding lost seafarers.
(...) a scoff cut its way from her throat, a sharp outburst of hoarded air, clean air crammed into the rusted, leaking cage of her lungs. What good has it done—? A storm-tossed vessel skidding down over the waves— eyes casting wildly to the stars, finding only dark—
The opening chapters of Part Two are Anchor, Vessel, and Figurehead, referencing Vi’s “anchor” of rage (first described by Ambessa in Ch14) while also nodding to the the sailing theme.
Chapter 24: Figurehead
When Vi learns of the recruiters set up in Zaun, she metaphorically storms back to Ambessa
Vi broke from the rails, tore away in a thunder of hooves and whipping wind, of sprinting boots on clean halls, and all the revolt amounted to was to return her to the familiar.
It is briefly noted when Vi arrives in the tea room after her disastrous chat with Cassandra that she has been rained on, though it was dry just before; again, the timing could be written off as coincidence or the narrative ‘bleak weather goes with dramatic events,’ but it coincides with Vi at her most emotionally fraught and wrathful.
Chapter 25: Commander
As Vi hesitates on taking pursuit, the wind now more overtly calls to her, and Powder's voice returns. Tangent to seafaring, a navigation motif is referenced in compass metaphors. In effect, the winds set Vi on the course that we learn, next chapter, will bring her to Janna’s temple.
With the shift of pressure, a gentle tide dragged against her, wisps of it tickling her hair, clattering and whispering around. Not against her — amplifying her. Drawing her in. After them. She could settle it alone. Vi could fix it all, alone. The outcome in her hands. Wasn't that for the best? She gripped the edge, felt the strengthening grasp spasm like a compass needle. She faltered. Go, Vi. Her eyes shot wide. She swung her legs over, and plunged into the abyss.
Chapter 26: To Ashes and Blood
Ekko and Jayce note a thunderstorm breaking out.
Of course, as the standoff in the temple reaches a breaking point and Vi sinks into despair, the air is charged, the winds howl, and all hell finally breaks loose as Janna takes hold.
Conclusion
That should be most of them! Whether you noticed beforehand or not, when things went down in Ch26, I’m curious if the increasing emphasis on the wind felt familiar from the story so far. If so, this is why!
Vi is a misguided champion finally returned home — possibly to save it, possibly to herald its ruin. In the temple, her and Janna’s hearts at last converge.
I'll leave you with this:
Beyond these walls, the storm’s fury grows Over land and sea, the storm’s fury grows But I have nothing to fear For the blue bird is with me
—Official translation of the Shuriman prayers in Arcane/Woodkid's To Ashes and Blood














