Dead of Winter
Even from a distance, Sejuani could see the mammoth was dying, but like everything in the Freljord , it fought to live with every fiber of its being. Half a dozen spears and twice that many arrows jutted from the colossal beast’s matted hide, its russet hair stiff with frozen blood, but still it wouldn’t die. Its furious bellows shook the mountainside, and Sejuani kept glancing to the lightning-wreathed summit, fearful of an avalanche. Or something worse… Purple lightning flared beyond the mountains, silhouetting the toothed peaks and turning them into serrated fangs ripping open the sky.
Excerpt from the official short_story by Riot Games — Universe of League of Legends. Story and characters © Riot Games.
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