Wandering the Summoner’s Rift, your eyes glide across the intricate architecture and rolling hills - a serene sight were it not for the fact that you were in battlefield. A rustling bush alerts you, before a massive lycanthrope springs forth, cutting you off with a smug grin.

“You’re the top liner this time? God, they really must be desperate if you’re who I’m facing off against. I mean, you look like a strong gust of wind could send you tumbling. This is gonna be way too easy!”