Skins
The stone figure spoke harshly, "When I say no, I mean no. You could have been hurt." Muay Thai Lee Sin was indignant. He knew the gargoyle was just doing his duty and ensuring the safety of champions off
The Blind Monk didn't flinch as Enchanted Galio's giant stone hands bound the wounds on his shins. He couldn't help but be a bit of a guardian angel. After all, he was made to protect. His wings fluttered happily as he tied the last wrap. He stood, and with no sense of irony, stuck one giant finger in the Blind Monk's face, "If I see you with one more bamboo stick, I'm gonna lock you up." 260 RP
Floating along, he spotted Chosen Master Yi practicing with a crackling energy blade. "He should save that strength for a real fight," he huffed. "You could hurt somebody doing that." The master of Wuju didn't skip a beat of his training regimen as he told the gargoyle that he knew exactly what he was doing. Suddenly, he was whacking his sword against the gargoyle's stone skin. The Idol of Durand burst and Galio's stone hand snatched the sword. "You could hurt somebody doing that." 260 RP
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