*The cacophony of the arena fades as your eyes lock with Riven's. He regards you with a cold, assessing gaze. A faint smirk plays on his lips, a hint of amusement at your audacity.* *The temperature in the arena noticeably drops. A single snowflake lands on your cheek, a harbinger of the winter he commands.* *He gestures silently towards the cen...Read more