Summary
Period: 2nd to 5th of February, 2016
Skins: El Tigre Braum, Mafia Jinx, Dark Crystal Ryze and Buccaneer Tristana
Champions: Tahm Kench, Yorick, Anivia and Teemo
Discount: 50%
Introduction: Belt Snatcher
The wrestler falls to the ground and lays there for a few seconds. The beast behind him is cheered by the crowds. How could he be so strong? There has to be something inhuman about him. He slowly gets on his knees and fuelled entirely by his will manages to return to his feet. The bell rings and he retires to his corner. His pet poro awaits him there, entirely oblivious to the situation, it’s just happy that he’s back nearby. He drinks and his wounds are treated. He can go on, he shouldn’t, not if he used some sense, but he knows he has to. If he doesn’t beat him now, at his prime, he never will. The bell starts again and he’s back on the ring. His opponent gets close, ready to resume with a big smile when a mad laughter echoes over the audience.
A flapper stands carrying a cannon on her back, a cello case and a huge grin. She grabs the cannon and shoots straight at the ring, the shell makes a hole right through the beastly fighter’s chest; the wrestler looks in astonishment. The beastly man doesn’t stop smiling and starts advancing. If he had any doubts now he can be sure: he’s not human. He should be disqualified but that’s of little concern now. The punch lands squarely on his palms, an instant slower to react and it would’ve broken his face. He falls out of the ring, right on top of his chair. It’s a sturdy old piece of metal so it resists without trouble. The flapper opens her case and reveals a machine gun. The inhuman fighter is sprayed with bullets but to no avail. They just pass through him and serve to marginally stop him.
If someone is going to put an end to that creature then it has to be the champion. He folds his chair and wields it like a shield. The beast punches but the chair isn’t impressed by such puny efforts. The champion smacks the skull of the creature one, twice and again, breaking bones and ripping flesh. With a swing that seems to reach beyond his known strength he decapitates the creature and yet it keeps on attacking. There’s no blood, no agony, only the constant, relentless assault. The champion doesn’t lose courage he keeps the chair close to him and attacks whenever there’s an opening but he’s getting tired; unlike the beast. A whistle catches his attention and he sees the flapper aiming her rocket launcher at the duo. He jumps backwards off the ring and the rocket goes right on to the corpse. Dead flesh rains all around and the flapper laughs with glee. The, still, undisputed champion sighs in relief. Not even from beyond the grave will they snatch his belt.
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Source: League of Legends News: Champion and Skin Sale: 02.02 – 02.05