Zyra
The denizens of the Gardens set upon them, spined tendrils lashing through armor and flesh with sadistic ease.
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Flesh and Stone
John O'Bryan
He would study her with fascination, straining to keep sight of her as she skipped in and out of his field of vision. 
Lillia
With relief, Lillia watched the humans go, still seeing only confusing tangles—but knowing now that there was still a sparkle beneath it all. 
Last Rites
Yorick had seen what happened to lost spirits taken by the Black Mist, and this—this was warm flesh, a rarity in the Shadow Isles. 
Tomb of the Troll Boy
''Then, as the sun rose on the fifth day, his eyes widened, and a broad grin lit up his face. ‘If I can't go through the door,' he said, ‘then I'll just have to go through-’...
Adaptation
Ian St. Martin
The air and light writhe around it. They do not want to touch it either.
That gives me the understanding I seek.
THEN, TEETH
Matt Dunn
The man wheezes, his wind knocked clear into someone else’s sails. Gasping. A fish on land.
Sisterhood of War Part I: Old Wounds
Ian St. Martin
He had kept below decks for the most part, ensuring that the creatures in his care endured the passage with as much comfort as he was able to offer.
Arisen
His Ascended form rendered that simple act of grief forever lost to him. With a heavy heart, he pushed himself to his feet. 
The Curator's Gambit
Matt Dunn
Teleporting short distances doesn’t really take a lot out of me, so I put my gauntleted hand to the back of his big, stupid head before he could turn around. 
House on Emberflit Alley
Rayla Heide
And then where would their power go?”
“Uh...”
“Away. Exactly. Think of how many Chem-Barons exist compared to how many people live in Zaun.
Diana
Diana found herself clad in armor, holding a crescent blade, and hair once dark hair now gleaming silver. She turned to find she was not alone—Leona stood at her side, similarly bedecked in shining, golden battleplate, a sunbreak-bright shield and sword in her hands. 
The Collection
Rayla Heide
The man fell to his knees, face twisted in delicious agony.
“I left them to keep them safe,” the man cried.
The Winged Beast
Rayla Heide
Shyvana leapt from the window of the watchtower and landed on her feet, five stories below. She detected a hint of blood on the wind, and sprinted west into the forest, dodging branches as she pursued the scent.
Ezreal
Soon after returning to Piltover, Ezreal found himself bounding from adventure to adventure. From lost cities to mystical temples, his nose for treasure-seeking led him to places most university professors could only read about on maps, and his reputation began to grow.
Malphite
Much of the fortress was lost within that gaping maw, vanishing into the silent nothingness beyond.
Tea with the Gray Lady
There was a faint slosh of water as she set a glass kettle above the near-invisible flame of a chem-burner.
“Go pound a sump, lady,” Ansel groaned.
Vi
To a chem-baron, this was chump change—but to her and her friends, it would be a fortune. She planned a heist, but knew it would require extra bodies to pull off, so Vi reluctantly brought a rival gang, the Factorywood Fiends, in on her score. 
Viego
The deadly Black Mist pours freely from Viego’s broken heart—ripping the life from everything it touches—and he uses the Mist to scour the world for some way to return Isolde to his side. 
The Final Reign
Michael Yichao
Mordekaiser rests a hand on the armrest, taking pride in his work. This piece subsumed more souls in its creation than any other single part in his fortress.