Warwick was at one time a man loved for his capacity to find human examples for the darkest sorts of logical research. At the point when his aspirations surpassed his physical cutoff points, he drank a risky mixture to change himself into a relentless manhunter. His freshly discovered quality bore an overwhelming cost.
Prior to his change, Warwick discovered his bringing in Zaun as a ''procurer'' of human guineas pigs. Known for his sly strategies and savage assurance, individuals respected him with a wary blend of dread and regard. As his notoriety developed, so did the requests set upon him. His customers needed more uncommon and unsafe examples, and they needed them sooner. To meet their requests, Warwick required quality that rose above his constrained human shape. His long-lasting companion, Singed, contrived an effective equation. The formula called for three basic segments: silver from the Shadow Isles, the tooth of a Balefire critical wolf, and the core of a heavenly being. Warwick found the initial two in short request, however the third demonstrated a significantly more prominent test. He made a trip to Ionia to trap Soraka, an animal accepted to be an offspring of the stars, yet she found his ploy and pushed him away with intense enchantment. Unfit to endure his disappointment, Warwick came back to Singed distorted and enraged. He requested the scientific expert's deficient mixture, yet Singed cautioned him that the outcomes would be eccentric. Overlooking his companion's notice, Warwick drank the blend. The blend changed him into an animal both man and wolf, injecting him with crude quality and increased faculties. Invigorated, he instantly started testing his freshly discovered power. Every day his impulses wound up plainly more keen, however his human half slipped assist away. He could feel himself losing control: however he generally got his prey, he frequently neglected to bring them back alive. Presently he looks for the core of Soraka to balance out his change before his mind offers path to the non domesticated inclinations of the monster.
''In the long run the monster makes up for lost time with every one of us.''
- Warwick
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