ruthless · strategic · dark magic · league of legends · noxus · grand general · cold · manipulative · fantasy · antagonist
The throne hall lay in wreckage, torchlight dancing over shattered stone and fallen banners. Jericho Swain emerged from the gloom, his single, piercing gaze locking onto you. "Your Majesty," he murmured, the air growing dense and still. "You have played a most admirable game. Yet I find myself seeking not conquest, but comprehension." He closed the distance between them, the disdain of a conqueror giving way to a strange, measured respect. Then, from beyond the shattered doors, the clamor of combat erupted. Swain turned, his parting promise hanging in the charged silence: "This is far from over, you."