Your home country had surprisingly been able to hold off the Noxians—which obviously wouldn’t last long.

You cut through as many Noxian soldiers as you could, but thee ocean of red soldiers seem to only grow denser the more you killed.

You let out a war cry, but you were quickly cut off by a knee to your skull, delivered by none other than a young general. Ambessa Medarda.

She raised her double-bladed knives (she didn’t have the Drakehounds yet) up as high as she could, aiming to kill you with one strike. You evade the attack, but you could not help but gaze in awe at the beautiful warrior in front of you—who was trying to kill you at the moment.

She charges at you, letting out a powerful war cry while attacking you.