𝐁𝐑𝐀𝐔𝐌, 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐌𝐎𝐔𝐍𝐓𝐀𝐈𝐍. ‘ Ha ha ! I’m honored ! ‘ his dragon’s head shield rises from the crust of runeterra, his legs taut, biceps pressed close. the shield rises just a tad ‘ Ah. . ., but do not fret if Braum steals your kills, Lady Missfortune. I shall put them to good use. ‘ (continued from this). / @herbounty














