There are a handful of dragons in the Rune Continent, and they can skillfully manipulate the powerful magic that flows through their magical bodies, and from this they have evolved into the elusive Celestial Dragons. Most of the time, these unfathomable and powerful creatures choose to hide outside the world. However, there are also some of them who have become interested in human civilization, incarnated as human beings, and lived among human beings. Occasionally, some of them will develop feelings for humans, and even worse, they will unite with humans and leave offspring.

These descendants are the half-blood dragonborns that Luentra is proud of, and Sivana is one of them. Sivana's mother was a peasant girl in Demacia, and her father was a celestial dragon.

She was raised by her mother, and although her family did their best to protect her, it didn't stop others from noticing that she was different.

When all her family members died in an epidemic, she had to face everything alone—truly helpless and alone. Everyone began to alienate Shivana, and this exclusion soon brought her real danger.

Alone in her life, Sivana was the target of the mob's anger, and it was the nobleman Gavin Lightshield who was passing by on her journey to save her from the darkness.

What's even more incredible is that the man who saved her fully understands what kind of existence she is and protects her. Sivana was chosen by Gavin to be her elite guard, and it wasn't long before she was offered the opportunity to play for Demacia with her abilities. When Gavin stepped into the battlefield of League of Legends, Sivana also joined the fight.

The Celestial Dragon is one of the most powerful predators in the world, and Sivana's blood runs through this magical creature, making her a fierce warrior. Unlike some of her colleagues.

She has a very low-key personality - gloomy, cold and reserved. However, when the need arises, her formidable bloodline makes her a formidable being, and few can resist the chill that comes from the depths of her soul without running away.

And the other yodeler, although the whole of Demacia thinks that she definitely belongs to the ranks of heroes, this somewhat strange yodeler has been waiting for the real hero to appear.

Hammer Bobby.

There is no shortage of heroic heroes in Runeterra, but only a few are as tenacious as Bobby. Armed with a warhammer twice the size of her body, the determined yodeler has spent countless years searching for the 'Hero of Demacia', a legendary natural warrior capable of wielding her weapons.

As the legend goes, this hero will be the only one who can unlock the full power of the hammer and lead Demacia to a bright future.

Although Poppy traveled all over the kingdom in search of the legendary warrior, her mission was delayed. Every time she finds seemingly potential heroes and delivers them with a hammer, it turns out to be cataclysmic, sometimes even dead.

Ordinary people would have given up on such a difficult task long ago, but they did not have the perseverance and perseverance of this heroine.

Poppy used to be a very different yodeler. For as long as she can remember, she's been searching for this goal.

Unlike other yodelers who like to be chaotic and mischievous, she prefers things that are organized. This preference drove her to West Valoran, where she remembers seeing many bustling convoys.

Many people here look sloppy and tired, but they are trying to live a better life. One day, however, a different group of people traveled by. Unlike other travelers, these people seem to have a purpose.

They always get up at the same time in the morning and are woken up by the same sound of the trumpet; Eat at the same time every day, usually in a few minutes, and set up their camp at a very efficient pace.

The yodelers use their innate magic to create magical things, and humans use discipline and teamwork to achieve the same goals. They are like every cog in a precision machine that allows them to do what a mortal cannot.

For Bobby, this is more magical than any magic in the world.

As Poppy silently observed the men's camp from his hideout, he saw a pair of armor gleaming in the tent.

That man was the commander of the group, dressed in shining iron-clad armor. The man's name was Oren, and his presence was particularly important among the group. If someone loses morale.

He was always able to inspire them; If someone is tired, he can get them back on their feet. Poppy sees in him a yodeler-like charm, but the power is not magic.

Poppy ran inside, trying to get a better look. By the time she came to her senses, however, she was already following the commander, as if fate had drawn her in.

As Oron led his army in training, she watched silently. He wasn't particularly large, but he was incredibly able to wield the frighteningly large hammer in his hand so vividly.

In the evening, Bobby listened intently to his discussion with the other elders in the camp. She heard that they were planning to venture to the West and build a permanent residence.

Poppy's mind was filled with many questions. Where is Oren going? Where did he come from? How did he lead this orderly group of travelers? Also, would they be willing to let a yodeler join them? It was at this time.

She made perhaps the most important decision of her life: it was the first time in her life that she had appeared in front of a human being, and it was the first time she had actually spoken to a human being.

Her self-introduction seems a little funny, and Oron has as many questions about her as she has about her. But soon, the two of them were inseparable.

He became her mentor, and she was his admirer. At the training ground, Poppy was a very good sparring partner and the only one who dared to fight him under Oron's camp.

She never whispered to him, always asked Oren questions of childlike innocence, and never took it for granted to follow instructions. She accompanied him to the place where the camp was to be built.

An emerging nation called Demacia, they welcome everyone, regardless of country or background, as long as they are willing to work together for a better future.

Oron quickly gained the love of the kingdom. Although only a few people have ever seen him wield the hammer that always carried him on his back, the hammer soon became a symbol of the powerful nation.

Legend has it that this warhammer has the power to shake mountains and shatter the earth.

On his deathbed, Oron left the hammer and his hopes for the country's future to Poppy. It was at this time that he told Poppy the secret of the weapon, and that Poppy was not actually made for him.

He explains to Poppy that the hammer was actually forged for Timacia's hero, the only one who could lead Demacia to prosperity.

As he is about to take his final breath, Poppy swears to him that she will find the hero and put the weapon in his hands. But what Poppy never expected was that she was the hero Oron was talking about.