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That time yet again.
Kayle
Dimensional Travel
Kayle watched Kilam die in her sister's arms, a senseless victim of the violence that had overtaken the city that day. Then she held the two halves of their mother's sword in her hands, and vowed she would never again let mortal emotions rule her. As she leapt back into the sky, soaring high above the clouds, she felt she could almost see Mount Targon beyond the horizon, its formidable peak bathed red by the setting sun. There she would seek perfect, celestial clarity. There she would stand at her mother's side, and fulfill her legacy to the Aspect of Justice.
Enhanced Senses (Was able to sense when one of her closest followers had been killed)
Morgana answered with chains of her own, black and deadly, they struck him down. Kayle felt his death, wailed in despair. And took to the skies, blade unsheathed.
Hundreds of kilometers range with magic
In one quick motion, the Protector thrust her burning blade through the king's heart, and he cried out as she impaled him on the gilded lawbook he had cast to the floor. The lawbook burst into flame which burned with the terrible heat of the heavens. This was a holy fire—one that would scorch the evil sinners from the land and cleanse the just, leaving them unscathed.
Morgana
Fire Manipulation
Kayle's most ardent disciple, Ronas, came to arrest Morgana herself. Attempting to protect her penitent followers, she shackled him with dark flame until he fell to the floor, dead.
The Veiled One opened her palm and chained the Cleric to her with dark fire. The bindings glimmered with immaterial violet light, but the Cleric could not break them as he struggled.
Through the chains that bound them, the Veiled One forced him to endure all the shame, suffering, and loneliness he had inflicted on his pupils. For an instant, the Cleric's heart stopped, as a great weight he had never known constricted his very soul. He fell to his knees, fixed in place by bitter torment, as shadowed flames licked his flesh.
Empathic Manipulation and Pain Manipulation (Able to force people to feel all the pain and negative emotions they have inflicted upon others over their entire lives)
'You came to me for another's punishment,' she hissed. 'But you ignore your own sins. Your sick pride swells as they come back to you, Cleric. Since you refuse to look yourself, I will make you feel the pain you caused.'
Through the chains that bound them, the Veiled One forced him to endure all the shame, suffering, and loneliness he had inflicted on his pupils. For an instant, the Cleric's heart stopped, as a great weight he had never known constricted his very soul. He fell to his knees, fixed in place by bitter torment, as shadowed flames licked his flesh.
Darkness Manipulation
They raised their blades, each matching the other with arcs of blinding light and burning darkness that lashed down at the buildings beneath them. It seemed certain that one of them would win… but Morgana faltered when she heard their father's anguished voice. Kilam lay in the rubble, mortally wounded. Howling with grief, Morgana hurled her half of their mother's sword at Kayle, and plunged to the surface like a meteorite.
Other
Shyvana's lore was reworked which removed any mention of her being a shard of a World Rune, and as such her stats should be reverted to their previous tier.
Kayle
Dimensional Travel
Kayle watched Kilam die in her sister's arms, a senseless victim of the violence that had overtaken the city that day. Then she held the two halves of their mother's sword in her hands, and vowed she would never again let mortal emotions rule her. As she leapt back into the sky, soaring high above the clouds, she felt she could almost see Mount Targon beyond the horizon, its formidable peak bathed red by the setting sun. There she would seek perfect, celestial clarity. There she would stand at her mother's side, and fulfill her legacy to the Aspect of Justice.
Enhanced Senses (Was able to sense when one of her closest followers had been killed)
Morgana answered with chains of her own, black and deadly, they struck him down. Kayle felt his death, wailed in despair. And took to the skies, blade unsheathed.
Hundreds of kilometers range with magic
In one quick motion, the Protector thrust her burning blade through the king's heart, and he cried out as she impaled him on the gilded lawbook he had cast to the floor. The lawbook burst into flame which burned with the terrible heat of the heavens. This was a holy fire—one that would scorch the evil sinners from the land and cleanse the just, leaving them unscathed.
Morgana
Fire Manipulation
Kayle's most ardent disciple, Ronas, came to arrest Morgana herself. Attempting to protect her penitent followers, she shackled him with dark flame until he fell to the floor, dead.
The Veiled One opened her palm and chained the Cleric to her with dark fire. The bindings glimmered with immaterial violet light, but the Cleric could not break them as he struggled.
Through the chains that bound them, the Veiled One forced him to endure all the shame, suffering, and loneliness he had inflicted on his pupils. For an instant, the Cleric's heart stopped, as a great weight he had never known constricted his very soul. He fell to his knees, fixed in place by bitter torment, as shadowed flames licked his flesh.
Empathic Manipulation and Pain Manipulation (Able to force people to feel all the pain and negative emotions they have inflicted upon others over their entire lives)
'You came to me for another's punishment,' she hissed. 'But you ignore your own sins. Your sick pride swells as they come back to you, Cleric. Since you refuse to look yourself, I will make you feel the pain you caused.'
Through the chains that bound them, the Veiled One forced him to endure all the shame, suffering, and loneliness he had inflicted on his pupils. For an instant, the Cleric's heart stopped, as a great weight he had never known constricted his very soul. He fell to his knees, fixed in place by bitter torment, as shadowed flames licked his flesh.
Darkness Manipulation
They raised their blades, each matching the other with arcs of blinding light and burning darkness that lashed down at the buildings beneath them. It seemed certain that one of them would win… but Morgana faltered when she heard their father's anguished voice. Kilam lay in the rubble, mortally wounded. Howling with grief, Morgana hurled her half of their mother's sword at Kayle, and plunged to the surface like a meteorite.
Other
Shyvana's lore was reworked which removed any mention of her being a shard of a World Rune, and as such her stats should be reverted to their previous tier.
