Custom Skin: Volibear

The first time he tested the skin was against a scouting party of Winter's Claw. Sejuani raised her flail, Bristle grunted. Volibear simply dropped his ultimate.

Back on his throne of storm clouds, Volibear looked at his reflection in a frozen lake. He saw the gleaming skull, the pulsing lights, the absurd, glorious absurdity of it all. volibear custom skin

With a sigh that shook the snow from the pines, he put it on. The first time he tested the skin was

The canyon filled with purple and green lasers. The snow melted into a puddle of glitter. Sejuani’s hardened warriors dropped their axes, their legs jerking uncontrollably. One man started doing the robot. Another cried tears of shame as he executed a perfect spinning back-kick to the beat. Back on his throne of storm clouds, Volibear

He smiled. For the first time in a hundred years, the storm had found a new rhythm.

Volibear, his LED eyes dimming to a slow, menacing purple, spoke in a voice that was half-growl, half-auto-tune. "I have become the encore."