
Morgana
Though their destination did not yet have a name, it would become known as a haven from magic and persecution: the kingdom of Demacia.
Though their destination did not yet have a name, it would become known as a haven from magic and persecution: the kingdom of Demacia.
Akshan knew what he had to do. He made some key alterations to the Absolver and set out into the scorching desert with the forbidden weapon, hungry for vengeance.
When she told him of her true cause, he begged to join her. Seeing potential in his ability to create diversions, if nothing else, Xayah agreed.
Rayla Heide
Please, Ighilya. Can you give me the gift of oblivion? Can you make me forget?”
The Gardener did not answer.
“You’ve known for years.”
“Give us more time. In the spring, we will head south. What chance do we have in winter?”
Matt Dunn
Duarte nodded in understanding. “I’ll hold the audience until I hear your sign.”
“Do not disturb us, even if Lady Erhyn herself shakes off her malaise and demands a preview.
Anthony Reynolds & Rayla Heide
It wasn’t long before he had stepped firmly on the toes of his boss.
Determined to make an example of his underling, the chem-baron had him committed to Osweld Asylum—a place well known for its inhumane treatment and questionable cures.
Many civilizations have resisted Noxus, but none as long as the clans of the Great Barrier mountains.
Hakim pleaded with Camille, but she wouldn’t listen. For family, she would give. She ended her relationship with Hakim, insisting her surgery go forward.
Rayla Heide
If the world would not provide the suffering the demon needed to thrive, it would have to make its own. It needed to inflict pain on other beings so that it could experience that elation again.
Casting his gaze back to the heavens, Bard deduced that some other power within the celestial realm was at work here… though to what end, he could not guess.
Regardless, he has taken to the role of caretaker, retrieving anything out of place and returning it to where it can do no further harm.
This sweet, tender, happy man would be hers tonight. He had so much pain to give, and she would take it all.
From behind them, the shuffling of slippered feet sounded from the open doorway of the house.
Rayla Heide
The boy tumbles out, scrabbling at the frame with his fingers before he slips and falls.
I reach up and catch the boy in mid-flight, then retract my arm.
“Hold on,” I say.
Michael Luo