My Prison as a Weapon
Syndra watched from the roof of a building as the last student fled the campus with her belongings. Hmph. Syndra breathed as she had second thoughts about letting them all leave alive. They could have made for some interesting… play-things… She thought. Syndra shook the thought off of her mind. After all, she had a destination to get to. A minute later, Syndra rose from her position and took a deep breath, slowly floating down to the campus ground. Finally, she gritted her teeth and focused, drawing from the seemingly infinite well of raw magic within her. Instantly, Syndra's veins flared with a familiar violet glow as massive amounts of magic surged to her fingertips. Her hands quaked as she forcibly gathered more and more magic. More, just a little bit more Syndra thought. Finally, Syndra drew enough magic. Plunging her hands into the floor, Syndra sent every ounce of magic she had gathered underneath the school. Simultaneously, she willed the magic to spread radially outwards. The results were explosive. The ground underneath the school trembled violently as Syndra's magic forcibly severed a large section of earth from the ground beneath it. Then, with the remaining magic present underneath the severed mass of land, Syndra yanked the entire school upwards. Buildings collapsed into piles of rubble as the foundation they were built on gave way, but Syndra's magic held the floating island together. Syndra pulled until her strength gave out and she collapsed to her knees. Panting heavily, Syndra looked over the edge of the floating land mass. She was now several hundred meters above the ground. Syndra grinned widely with exhilaration as she stood up and flexed her hands. 'relia, Syndra whispered aloud wait for me…
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Irelia gasped for air as she felled yet another enemy. It was endless, war really was a nightmare. Her tactics had allowed her platoon to survive this far, but she and her soldiers were near their limits. There was no end to the Noxian forces, it seemed as though for every enemy they felled, two more took his place.
"Argh-ggggkkkk" screamed a soldier next to Irelia as a noxian soldier impaled him in the throat. Irelia grimaced and lashed out with fury, striking down the noxian with a cleave to his mid section. She quickly glanced around at her to assess the condition of her soldiers. It was grim. Many were cut or wounded in some way, only a few lucky ones were still unscathed. But regardless of their fighting condition, it was clear that everyone was beyond exhaustion.
"We need to regroup!" Irelia yelled to her soldiers. "Begin falling back to the-" Irelia stopped speaking as the battlefield suddenly turned dark, as though a giant shadow had been cast over it. Fearing the worst, she glanced up. She wasn't the only one to look, several of the Noxian soldiers turned their eyes in curiosity to see what had cast the shadow. It wasn't the Noxian's then? Irelia wondered. Irelia squinted at the object in the distance. It was hard to distinguish exactly what it was, but it was massive and moving rapidly towards them. Irelia's eyes widened in rare panic:
"Scatter! Everyone fall back!" She screamed at the top of her lungs. Seconds later, her troops broke their primary line of defense and fled away from the approaching object. The Noxians milled about, bewildered over what to do. That was one of the main weaknesses of the Noxus forces. While they were fierce fighters, they often lacked a clear chain of command that could direct the rest of the forces. Irelia ignored the Noxians, intent only on fleeing from the approaching mass. In the distance, Irelia thought she heard an echoing maniacal laugh, but she ignored it. Safety was her number one priority. The object loomed closer. It wasn't until the mass was within three hundred meters that Irelia finally realized exactly how massive the object was and how fast it was moving. Irelia stopped her flight and stared in disbelief. A school. The object was a school, perched on top of what appeared to be a floating island. Closer, the island ever loomed, showing no intent of slowing down. Finally, the Noxian forces began to panic and flee in all directions. But it was too late… Impact. The island smashed into the ground behind the rear lines of the Noxian army with the strength of a meteor. Instantly, the ground shook uncontrollably as it absorbed the energy from the colliding island, sending up a massive cloud of dust, dirt, and debris. Irelia watched in horrified fascination as the island turned what was a battlefield into a full scale calamity. Fragments of the island broke off from the impact and flew off haphazardly in every direction, pelting the Noxian forces with a hail of deadly debris. The chaos lasted a full five minutes. Finally, the dust settled. Whatever forces that were left of the Noxian army bid a hasty retreat. Irelia and her forces stared, stunned with disbelief at what had just happened.
"Up there!" A soldier suddenly cried, breaking the silence. Still floating in the sky was another island with another structure on it. It was in perfect condition and slowly descending to the ground.
"Oh my god! There's someone up there!" another soldier yelled. Irelia squinted as she tried to find the person. Irelia took in a sharp breath as her heart leapt. There was indeed a person on the island. She was sitting, leaning back with both hands on the floor to support herself. Her legs, crossed, were dangling dangerously off the edge of the island. But Irelia had no doubt in her mind about who she was. Tall, shapely, flowing white hair, robes colored with various shades of purple. Her heart suddenly started pounding in her chest as she took a step in the direction of the island. Then, she ran, ignoring the protests from her exhausted body.
"Syndra!" Irelia screamed at the top of her lungs as she stumbled and tripped through the battlefield, desperate to reach the island as fast as possible.