League of Legends: The Vastaya Claws

[No System] [Not a Power Fantasy at First] [Satisfying Battles] [One Female Lead] In the First Lands, the sharpest blades are often not wielded by invaders, but held by your own people, poised to strike you in the back. Fourteen-year-old Rane, a lionlike Vastaya boy, once thought that if he survived Noxus’s iron heel, his tribe would finally find peace. But when he returned home laden with prey, he was met not with his people’s cheers, but with a raging inferno devouring their home. The ones who raised the butcher’s knives were the Navori Brotherhood, acting in the name of “protecting Ionia.” His father’s final roar was swallowed by the flames, leaving Rane with one bloodstained command: “Survive. Take them with you!” In a single night, the chieftain’s son became a homeless fugitive. Behind him, his home lay in ashes. At his side were his shaken, surviving tribespeople. Ahead lay an Ionia that had long since lost its way. To protect the last of his people from human greed and fanaticism, the young lion must sharpen his fangs. When peace is nothing but a dream, only absolute strength can roar out the dignity of the Vastaya on this ravaged land. “If your ‘harmony’ has no room for us, then I’ll redefine the laws of Ionia myself.”