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He didn't kill them. He let the bass drop fade, leaving them gasping in the silent, glitter-covered snow, their ears ringing. It was a more humiliating defeat than any claw-swipe could have managed.

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With a sigh that shook the snow from the pines, he put it on. He didn't kill them

Back on his throne of storm clouds, Volibear looked at his reflection in a frozen lake. He saw the gleaming skull, the pulsing lights, the absurd, glorious absurdity of it all. And somewhere deep in the Howling Abyss, a

Sejuani herself was frozen—not by frost, but by sheer confusion. "What… have you become, bear?"