"As the ancient, primordial tree perished, the little girl began to lift off the ground, rising into the air. Three light-swallowing spheres of absolute darkness began to orbit around the child."
darkness manip by vitrue of literally destroying light
"With a desperate cry, she stabbed down with her blade, but struck nothing, for she was hauled into the air by some sudden, unseen force. She struggled against it, flailing wildly, but might as well have been trying to fight the rising tide. She was as helpless as a kitten in the mouth of its mother.
Syndra slipped free of the twisting roots that had ensnared her limbs for so many years, and emerged, gasping. Water streamed off her as she rose into the air, hovering several feet above the surface of the pool, shimmering and pulsing beneath her. Dark power radiated from one hand as she kept Sirik held aloft, floating helplessly, and her eyes burned with cold fire."
combat applicable telekinesis
"As Sirik watched, both horrified and fascinated, a helm—or perhaps a crown—grew into existence upon Syndra's head. It coiled around her brow, like darkness given life, to form a pair of tall, curving horns. A bead of pure shadow formed at its center, becoming as hard as a gemstone, and burning with the same power that bled from her in waves."
Creation
"With a horrible, sucking sound, three orbs of utter darkness materialised in the air around Syndra, and began to slowly orbit her. They seemed to swallow the scant light in the cavern, and pull at Sirik's soul, a vile sensation of loathing and despair clutching at her."
Soul manipulation
"How long?" Syndra demanded, her voice cracked and unsteady from lack of use. "How long have I been imprisoned here?"
"Years," spat Sirik. "Decades. We should have killed you long ago."
At least in her 40s or 50s cronologically
"She felt Syndra's hatred surge as a painful stab within her, and she gasped. Then Syndra snarled in fury, and with a gesture sent Sirik hurtling across the cavern."
More empathic manipulation
"Sirik screamed, but there was nothing she could do. With a flick of her wrist, Syndra sent the orb hurtling toward, then through, her brother. He gasped, all the color draining from his flesh, and sank beneath the waters."
intangible attacks and life draining again
"You…" said Syndra, tilting her head to the side, as if trying to place him. "I recognize your soul. You shadowed my dreams." Her expression darkened even more. "You were my jailor. You… You kept me here."
syndra can read souls
"With a sweep of her arm, Syndra sent Kalan hurling down into the waters, into the grasp of the writhing roots. They clamped around his limbs reflexively, holding him under. He screamed, air bubbles billowing around him… and then went still."
more telekinesis
"Her gaze drifted up. At first, she saw nothing but darkness where there should have been stars. With a sharp intake of air, she realized she was looking at the silhouette of the greatest towers and ramparts hanging against the night sky. It hadn't collapsed into the sea—it had been ripped from the island, and lifted toward the heavens."
easily a class m Lifting feat and this was done casually
"As Sirik watched, frozen by the sight, she saw one of the Noxian warships moored in the harbor below lifted from the sea. Men tumbled from its deck like so many ants, falling to their deaths on the rocks below, as the ship was lifted ever higher. Then it fell, smashing back down upon two other vessels, crushing them to splinters. The destruction was catastrophic."
casual class k lifting feat while prwforming the class m feat