It was already night when the battle ended,
Some were slain and some just wounded,

I dragged my sword as I returned to my place,
With blood on my hands and dirt on my face.

Well you're home late a familiar voice said,
While a soft gentle hand starts patting my head.

"Did you win the match?" she said with a laugh.
I laughed and said yes as I tried to act tough.

I felt her embrace, she was hugging so tight,
She's cheering me up after losing the fight.

"You don't need to lie" she said with a sigh,
"I'm just happy that you didn't die."

I then turned around and gave her a hug,
"I can handle myself", I said with a shrug.

"I am the Might of Demacia, I will not fall",
"I have even saved the prince if you can recall."

She then fell silent. Was it something I said?
She pushed me away and sat on my bed.

I smiled at her and whispered to her ear,
You don't need to worry, big brother is here.

I held her hand and bid her goodbye,
I told my sister she need not cry,

Though it is her who keeps me so strong,
It's in the fields of justice where I truly belong.

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