((I'm gonna have so much fun! ))

Two little kids were right just outside LeBlanc's house but near to Talon and Jayce's hearing range.

Kid 1: This guy's weapon is amazing! It shoots giant orbs out and hammers really awesome!
Kid 2: Wait...wha?
Kid 1: You know what I'm talking about!
Kid 2: Not really.
Kid 1: That hammery thingy! Changes into a cannon and then a hammer!
Kid 2: Wait!...That guy from the League...uhhh...J...Junior's sword...Jerry's plane...uhh...
Kid 1: JAYCE'S HAMMER!

"Why shouldn't I say Jayce's Hammer? Has it become some sort of cursed word that summons Viktor?"

"So it does summon Viktor..." Talon mused for a moment before saying the phrase "Jayce's hammer three times in quick succession "I need to speak with him."

He couldn't take the pain anymore, the burning agony was crucifying, even though it looked like there were no injuries or physical harm. Jayce lay on his knees, unconscious in front of Talon.

Talon shrugged at the unconscious man on the street and took an knee next to him, not to render aid, but to dig through his pockets. In a matter of seconds Talon's seasoned hands cleared the body of any valuables. When he was satisfied, the assassin used his foot to roll Jayce into the gutter.

"Well that was random."

Luckily, the only valuables were a few pieces of gold, nothing else.