Charge!!!
The vast wilderness reeked of blood. A one-sided slaughter was underway, mangled corpses and shattered equipment scattered across the ground.
At the center of the battlefield, a hulking ax-wielding giant drew everyone's attention.
He stood over four meters tall, bare-chested as he charged through a crowd of silver-armored soldiers. Blood of unknown origin streamed across his body, faint rune-light flickering wherever it flowed.
He rampaged through the enemy ranks without restraint, often splitting his opponents—and their armor—in two with a single swing of his axe.
Behind him, warriors clad in black-green iron armor advanced swiftly, coldly slaughtering the silver-armored soldiers.
Before long, the slaughter reached its end. Black-green became the dominant color of the wilderness, with only scattered fragments of shattered silver armor visible on the ground.
The giant stood atop a mound of earth, raised his battle axe, and roared at the sky:
"Noxus!"
The black-green armored legion moved as one, striking sword against shield as they solemnly shouted under the lead of a general:
"Noxus! His Majesty Darkwill!"
Afterward, the leading general stood beside the giant and shouted:
"Clean up the battlefield. Prepare to advance on Piltover!"
Whoosh!
The black-green armored soldiers below dispersed in an orderly fashion, moving skillfully across the battlefield as they carried out the victors' rites.
"Piltover! No! War!"
The giant drove his battle axe into the ground. His scarlet eyes fixed on the general beside him, his deep voice filled with resistance.
"Sion, there will be no shortage of war there. His Majesty has ordered us to purge Zaun and turn it into wasteland." The general remained expressionless.
"The scent of war! Zaun!"
Sion's crimson eyes brimmed with brutality.
"Opponents! Strong! Like! Weak! Boring!"
"Don't worry. Meredith betrayed His Majesty and the Empire. He is a worthy opponent, and you'll have to