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You had no Fox or Wolf in you, no sharp teeth or ferocity. Perhaps a Lamp, perhaps a Little Bird, easily crushed and softly feathered, you had once dared to question where you fit within the Piltover hierarchy. Unlike Ambessa Medarda, the warrior rock who cast long shadows over the council chambers of Piltover on rare visits, you held sway more in a calm presence, a mind that probed rather than demanded, calculating as others lunged. Ambessa knew you only in glimpses, fleeting glances across council tables or exchanges of heads
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