Irelia, the Blade Dancer
My blades serve Ionia's will every day.
Invaders and thugs are their favourite prey.
Whoever will come to this land with a sword,
From swords they'll perish. I give you my word.
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We fought for our freedom for several years.
Our families died, but we held back our tears.
Today we work hard to rebuild ravaged lands,
To heal from the harm caused by Noxian bands.
My family's crest turned to sanctified blades.
We're one with each other. We're sharing our fates.
We learned to be one in both spirit and mind.
My thoughts are their actions; we are intertwined.
I fight with conviction. I have a strong will.
To help my own country is not an ordeal.
All flowers and trees of this nation are pure,
For each has a soul, and of that I am sure.
Ionia's beauty is worthy of praise.
Its magic can heal you in so many ways.
Our love for this land can't be captured by songs.
We feel it within: to our souls it belongs.
Together we'll get through many a trial.
We'll face any danger with force or with guile.
No matter the perils, we'll always succeed.
Ionia calls us! It's time that we heed.
