Garen's talent was called Executioner—a dreadful power that allowed him to match the strength of any opponent, whether they were weaker or stronger than he.
Worse still, it rendered him impervious to elemental attacks. His dominance was not only in raw power but in the sheer depth of experience—over four centuries of battle-forged knowledge and honed instinct. Against that, Asher's youth and strength faltered.
Asher found himself oppressed on all sides. Every strike, every parry, every attempt to seize control of the duel was answered not just with greater force but with greater cunning.
The technological marvels he once relied on, the advanced gear he'd prized, proved little more than brittle toys before the unknown alloy of Garen's silver armor.
And with every failed attempt, a chilling truth became clear: there was a secret buried within Tenaria—a secret that only revealed itself to those who reached its summit. The gap in power wasn't just wide… it was abysmal.
Slash!
