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" The generals Darius and Swain , " Taliyah responded quickly . Two of the most feared men in Runeterra . . . Two of the three leaders of Noxus .

Taliyah's face showed no sign of a lie . Blunt was the best she could be sometimes . . . However , her serious expression quickly turned to shock then embarrassment at the realization of how it was phrased .

" W-What I mean is , General Darius refuses to fight me until I am able to bend this one stone . Apparently Demacia is famous for it — not that I like Noxus . " Taliyah was quick to explain what she had meant . Going around Demacia saying the two generals of Noxus sent you is basically a suicide mission !

" He ruined my life , so I wish to show him how . . . Displeased I am . However long that will take . " Once again , the mage grew nervous . Taliyah looked away from Garen , quite displeased with herself , before noticing how busy the street started to get . People of all ages , rushing to who knows where .

" You . . . Said you used to guard the prince ? At least one of my guesses were right . " Taliyah refused to look back up at the other . Those shackles might just go right back on her wrists . . . At that thought , she started to rub her injury once more .

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Taliyah  was  always  a  fan  of  tall  people .  Big ,  strong , able  to  kill  her …  The  fear  was  always  replaced  by  curiosity .  Even  after  meeting  Sett ,  a  7′8  beast ,  she  was  interested .  And  Garen  definitely  got  on  her  good  side .

When  he  had  grabbed  her  small ,  cold  hands ,  she   knew  what  he  could  do .  He  could  easily  break  her  fragile   bones ,  yet  he  did  something  better .  He  crushed  the  binds .

Taliyah  let  out  a  surprised  gasp  when  he  had .  No  matter  how  hard  the  shuriman  had  struggled ,  they  refused  to  move  to  a  better  position ,  yet  Garen …  He  just …

The  short  woman  stared  up  at  him ,  eyes  wide  with  shock  and  excitement . “  Thank  you ,  sire !  That -  how  did  you -  hm … “  A  soldier  perhaps ?  Maybe  a  guard  for  the  royal  or  royal  himself .  Probably  why  he’s  referred  to  as  Sire .  And  that  build …

“ If  you  don’t  mind  me  asking ,  do  you  fight  with  your fists  or  a  sword ?  Strength  like  that  means  you  fight ,  no   doubt .  You  look  too  young  to  be  the  general ,  but  if …  No … “ Taliyah  rambled .  If  one  couldn’t  tell ,  she  enjoys  guessing   and  speaking .  People  in  general  was  something  she’s  good  at . Maybe  that’s  why Swain  had  spoken  to  her .

Taliyah  gently  rubbed  her  wrists  as  she  thought .  They  were red ,  probably  redder  than  her  cheeks  whenever  complimented .  The  stone  felt  rough …  Was  it  supposed  to  eventually dig  into  her  skin  and  cause  blood ?  Maybe  she  should’ve  heeded  the  warnings …

Wait ,  did  Garen  say  something ? Taliyah  looked  back  up  at  him ,  smiling  widely .  “  Please ,  call  me  Taliyah ! Or  Tali ! “ 

For a moment, he simply looked at her, perhaps she was thinking? She was not quite doing anything, but he didn’t really expect her to. For a moment, he pondered if she would simply run off in terror due to that, or now that she is no longer being held captive, would not wish to push her luck with remaining with the Crownguard himself. But he was patient, and a small smile rested upon his lips.

After all… Few could do that. What he did was, effectively, crush stone. While petricite was not quite simple, as it was often poorly crafted when it was smaller items, they were sturdy enough that it took a decent amount of force, such as a hard strike of a hammer, to break it. He simply knew his limits and his capabilities… And he pushed them very, very precisely.

“I fight with a claymore most of the time, but I am capable of hand-to-hand combat if my weapon is not available.” He explain briefly–It was not exactly classified information, so there was no reason to withhold it. Even the people of Demacia would speak of him and his capabilities, while most of the time they exaggerated rather severely, it did not mean some of the gossip held at least a nugget of truth to it.

“And, well, you’d be incorrect. My initial duty was to protect Jarvan Lightshield the Fourth as his personal guardian and protector, but as things have… Changed, I no longer reserve my talents simply for my Prince, but for military combat and many other warfare needs. It certainly made me a more… Ideal candidate due to my family’s ties to the Lightshields. First General Garen Crownguard, at your service.” He offered a small, polite bow towards her.

“Taliyah, then…? You may call me Garen, then.” He cleared his throat, trying to lighten the mood–if she was not stressed, there would be no reason for her trailing sentences, right? “Why would a Shuriman woman such as yourself visit Demacia?”