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This is your kingdom.
Stone was torn from the ground, warping away from the mist surrounding the beast. Teal flames erupted in every crevice, screams drowning out all else. Shyvana tore another man's head from his shoulders with a squelch, and drops the body to the ground. Without any further challenge, she approaches the heart of the Great City.
How will you lead?
Eyes flickering between green and gold, Shyvana hides, mind filled with turmoil between memories of loving times, and the seething rage of this cruelty.
Where are your people?
Turned away from the gates once more, Ana returned to her cabin in the woods. She'd see Jarvan again soon, like he promised. He could not turn her away forever.
How much will it take for your walls to crumble?
Shyvana stares at her hands, which glow green, as she approaches Jarvan's quarters. He would not run from her.
Perhaps he should.