“You boys best know who you’re dealing with, this is Skaarl. She’s a drakalops. And I’m Kled, Lord Major Admiral of the Second Legion’s forward artillery—cavalry multiplication.”

“Well, High Command! Why didn’t you say so?!” I say before spitting on the ground. “The only law a true Noxian respects is strength. He can have it. If he can take it from me.”

“Well shit… if it ain’t another hundred of them humans. Iron warriors, bloodrunners, and a wagon-mounted ballista on the hill line..”