If They Run
I remember a man who knew this—the blood and cogs on his hands—but that man is gone.
I growl, and the two figures flinch in surprise. Even the shadows seem to draw back as my augments cast a sickly, green glow.
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Out of Time
Michael Yichao
I slam my hand into my arm cannon and twist. The familiar rumble of the Chrono-jump Drive revs through it. My fingers on reflex start inputting a destination, but I stop myself. 
The Elixir of Uloa
Rayla Heide
The ground shakes with a deafening rumble and I stumble mid-run as the chamber falls apart in front of me. 
Snow Day
Michael Luo
The dazed beast shakes its head, blinking hastily as it lets out an angered growl. Gnar pants in a frenzy, wielding his prized weapon up high, enough for the boar to identify its source of pain. 
Nunu & Willump
He was growing furrier and friendlier. His growl was becoming a laugh.
Until the beast accidentally broke the boy’s flute.
Darkness Renews
The shadow on the walls slithers around him; always muttering, always conspiring to feed his bitterness. He presses long, gnarled hands that end in vicious, ebon talons to his temples, but he cannot shut his constant companion in the darkness out. 
Hero of the Frost Moon
Matt Dunn
When she passes out of sight, the troll-king’s growl shakes its black ice keep.
Lissandra counts thirteen steps from the troll-king to her knight in rusty armor.
Frozen Hearts
David Slagle
Like this one. This is the droning murmur of pilgrims, gathered beneath the statue of Avarosa at Rakelstake—a frozen lake that glitters like a jewel too massive for anyone to own. 
Dreamsong
Rayla Heide
A blink of an eye, a sliver of existence. A warming murmur passes silently underground — yet in the aboveplace, I feel the eternity of alone. 
Stone Cold
David Slagle
Willump rolls over and starts scratching his grumbling belly. “You’re always thinking about food,” I laugh again. Laughing feels good, it helps me remember.
A Walk with the Voices
Michael Luo
Breathing heavily, he lay next to the lake, and watched the last of his enemy vanish. Suddenly, he heard another rumbling and stumbled to his feet. The lake, as if celebrating his victory, began to thaw. 
Confessions of a Broken Blade: Part 3
Ariel Lawrence
Riven sat. She could hear the man’s low growl of frustration.
“Stand and face your past,” the man said.
Trouble
Michael Yichao
Let. Tibbers. Go.”
The words rumbled with gravel and rage, cutting through the din. Against all his better judgement, Marcin paused and looked back.
Fit to Rule
John O'Bryan
This we both know,” said Qiyana, for everyone in the plaza to hear. “I can protect them.”
A murmur spread about the plaza. Mara bit her bottom lip—something she had done since childhood, particularly when her younger sister had gotten the better of her.
Daredevil Impulse
Michael Luo
Samira’s pulse quickened. Hearing the faintest rumble, she spun around, guns pointed forward.
Two massive figures charged into the courtyard.
Brotherhood
Ariel Lawrence
A moment passes between us. “Brothers often say that,” I murmur.
There is a small pile of broken soil in front of the boy.
Blitzcrank
Implanting a priceless hextech crystal sourced from the deserts of Shurima into the chassis of the forsaken golem, Viktor waited with baited breath as the machine rumbled to life.
Viktor named the golem Blitzcrank after the fizzing arcs of lightning that danced around their frame, an unexpected side effect of the hextech crystal, and sent them down into the most toxic regions of Zaun.
With Teeth
Graham McNeill
The desert sands called to me, and the muttering winds told me of his coming. Now tell me where he is or die! 
A Fair Trade
Rayla Heide
“I weave in just enough of what you desire to make you stay,” she said. “’Til the tea slows your muscles, that is.”
A low growl escaped Ahri’s lips. She would tear this woman apart. She tried to pounce, but her limbs did not obey.
Feast of the Prophet
Jared Rosen
Some of them have a deep lavender glint behind the eyes that seems to spread over their faces in veiny, twisting patterns, and they mutter constantly about Icathia... or something called the Void.