Though they said not a word while I performed my ritualistic gyrations, they later revealed, upon politely requesting I pass them a cup of yellowish powder that smelled of salt and fire, that they spoke my language fluently.
Michael McCarthy
“Ah— Hey! Bo’lii!” I cry out. “Cut me a little deep, don’t you think?”
I crane my head up and around from the wicker mat I’m lying prone on to stare right into the eyes of the vastaya kneeling over me.
Rayla Heide
Breathless, he edged away, looking for an escape. He hammered his fists against every door, but each was bolted shut.
The trees were pressing in, black and moss-covered, their branches like crooked limbs reaching for the sky. She could no longer see the path, her route forward obscured by rank weeds and grasping briars.
Dana Luery Shaw
Even when she died, when her bones were picked clean by the sky, this ring would remain, a token of the love they shared.
Through Karma, their love would outlast lifetimes.
Anthony Reynolds
The wraith screamed and tried desperately to escape, coiling and spinning through the air away from him, but Lucian was relentless.
Meaghan Bowe
The man dodged too slowly. The spear cut through the flesh of his upper arm and knocked him onto his back.
Graham McNeill
Graham McNeill
Anthony Reynolds
Alyssa wanted to look away, wanted to run, but found herself rooted to the spot as she waited for the reaction of the council.
Matt Dunn
I’m only about a quarter of the way down, and I’ve run out of rope. This narrow ledge provides me a chance to rest, and reflect upon this most dire situation.
David Slagle
Something inside me knows that’s where the song came from. “Sword first, Willump, I’ll cut through the wind!”
I shiver as we enter the clearing a few moments later, though I’m surrounded by scrazzly fur.
Jared Rosen
A thin man in a dusty white coat clumsily tried to escape across the vast nothing of Noxian wilderness.
Instructor Lukas.
"I'm telling you I can make it to the blade before you can act," Sivir explained. "And if I run for my blade. You will die." She indicated the foul brown water.
Jared Rosen
Michael Yichao
For a moment, everything stood still. Then the bounty hunter’s laugh cut across the room.
“I’m sure he did,” he roared. He thrust a meaty hand forward, grasping the toy by the head and yanking it away from the girl.
Jayce had prepared for this. He'd run experiments on Viktor’s discarded automata. He'd intercepted the mechanical communications.
Ian St. Martin