The red team materialized back to the institute of war.
"I don't expect much from a heretic," Leona spat, "But I expect more than that."
"You stare at the sun too long, it has left you blind to your failure." Diana shot back.
The match had not gone well for them, culminating in what could only be described as a disastrous team fight. No one on the red side was in a particularly good mood, and this was made worse for the chosen of the sun and moon by the presence of one another. Leona continued to rip into Diana.
"Your suicide allowed them to chase us down. Being so eager to die must be a Lunari trait."
"The Solari must be extremely short on followers if someone with your aim is their chosen warrior."
The two continued to escalate their bickering, failing to even notice the arrival of the blue team. Both teams had stopped to watch their verbal slogging match with great interest. Darius had made a bet with Draven that Diana was going to win. Draven had bet Darius that they were going to make out. Darius had slapped Draven upside the head.
The arguing was reaching a point where the pair had hands on their weapons. A very fat hand broke their eye contact.
"Now, now ladies, Ah feel that there is another course of action here." Tahm kench received a pair of matching death glares. "A battle of body will surely get you both nowhere, the league has rules. However, a battle of mind," he waved a meaty finger "that is a contest which can only have one winner." The pair looked at each other briefly before nodding at the River King to continue.
"Might I suggest you each take turns in proving your superiority in the form of verses. Two turns each, whoever crafts the better verses will make the other submit to their wishes."
Leona thought this was agreeable, and Diana just wanted to beat Leona at whatever they had to do. By now a sizable crowd had gathered, from those who had heard the commotion to those who had come to greet the matches' participants as they returned to the institute.
"Would you like to set terms to this duel?" Kench queried.
"The loser submits to the others wishes for a week." Leona offered.
"Done, my equipment could use the cleaning." Diana smirked.
"Well it seems we have an accord ladies." He spun and singled out Sona in her DJ outfit from the crowd. "If you'd kindly Miss Sona. Drop a beat." She shrugged tossed him her unused microphone and began to play.
Kench nodded his head in time with the beat.
"Well look here we got ourselves a showdown between the radiant Solari Leona, and the equally delectable Lunari, Diana. Who volunteers to go first?" After that introduction Diana didn't even want to go near the giant fish.
Leona walked up and grabbed the proffered mic.
She took a moment to compose herself as the music ramped up.
"Prepare to get burnt by the fury of the Sun
I'm gonna make you roasted till you're more than well done
make you stay right there cause I'm lockin' you down
looks so radiant all I need is a crown.
flows so hard they'll hit you like a stun
I'll catch you with a zenith so you can't even run
The sun motherfucker do you even praise it
Passive so lit it's like four-twenty blaze it."
The crowd cheered her as Leona looked smugly over to Diana who snatched the mic off her in irritation and rolled straight into the beat.
"What the fuck was that? You're truly worthy of my scorn
when I'm done beating you there'll be nothing left to mourn
you can't beat me I'm like a Royal Flush
rhymes so fast it's like my lunar rush
bodies stacked high you can't count all my kills
don't need to run when I count on my skills
straight from the moon just to ruin your day
You think you look hot bitch? I motherfucking slay."
A resounding Ooh came from the crowd and it was Leona's turn to look furious as she took the mic from Diana.
"Last verse Leo, make it count" Nodded Tahm as she got ready to return fire.
"That's fucking it, it's on now bitch
I'll swallow you whole like a solar eclipse
Solari represent, I got my whole crew
you feeling lonely now? There's only one of you.
I'll jump on your face get'chu initiated
when I dive your whole team its calculated
when I catch you out your last hope is flash
I feel sorry for your team, cause they can't carry trash."
Leona threw the mic at Diana and took a low bow to the crowd confident she'd win this bout. Diana could have set Leona on fire with her stare alone.
"Its time the scorn of the moon put you back in your place
I'll make you 6 feet down till you respawn in your base
Every champion thinks I'm hot I don't know where to begin
the only one who thinks you're fine is fuckin lee sin
you can't defend from the end of my moon silver blade
when I rhyme it's lethal call me deadly night shade
I'm the first of my kind I'm a god damn paragon
delete you from this earth with a tip of my Rabadon"
The crowd went ballistic. Diana dropped the mic. Leona glared at her with the fury of one thousand suns.
"Ladies and gentlemen could I grab your attention." Tahm projected over the commotion "In a formal manner could I get a show of hands to decide the winner."
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A/N: if anyone decides to vote in the comments I'll write who won as a part 2 to this chapter. I will also take suggestions who will be next. Also writing tips would be appreciated. Talk to me, should the verses be longer or shorter? Should this even exist at all?