With a sigh that shook the snow from the pines, he put it on.
Back on his throne of storm clouds, Volibear looked at his reflection in a frozen lake. He saw the gleaming skull, the pulsing lights, the absurd, glorious absurdity of it all. volibear custom skin
The moment the helmet clicked shut, the sky went dark. But instead of lightning, a hit the Freljord. The snow on the ground vibrated into intricate geometric patterns. The glaciers began to shimmer like disco balls. With a sigh that shook the snow from the pines, he put it on