A quick story before the impending change that makes me very sad:
Caitlyn crouched in the woods, making sure that even her comically oversized hat didn't give her position away. Peering ahead, she saw her prey. She had been tracking him for a while now, but every time, he had evaded Caitlyn's wrath. But this time would be different. No one could evade Caitlyn forever.
Taking a deep breath, Caitlyn quickly loaded, and peered down the sights of her rifle.
Wind condition, good. Target unaware. Steady...steady....fire!
As Caitlyn pulled the trigger, she knew that her aim was true. Time seemed to slow down around her as the deadly bullet flew unimpeded, heading straight for her unlucky target. Caitlyn let out the tiniest of smiles.
The smile swiftly disappeared as her target simply raised his arm, and with a resounding thunk, the best hextech ammo Caitlyn had simply bounced ineffectually off Pantheon's aegis. The artisan of war simply peered in the direction Caitlyn had shot from, and gave a hearty laugh that made the Sheriff of Piltover fume.