Shyvana glared darkly at Volibear.
"Don't you DARE equate the horrific acts that Noxus has inflicted upon the world to a bear hunting a deer." Shyvana growled. "The bear hunts for survival. The Noxians hunt for greed and selfishness. Nothing Singed did was an act of survival, it was an act of sadism. You can hide behind your philosophy, ripped straight from the wisest of Ionian fortune cookies, but we both know that the only thing you can call ripping Swain's black heart from his chest is JUSTICE."
"You foolish, snow-blind cub! Do you only hear what you want to and ignore everything else?! I have neither the time nor the patience to tolerate you as you blame me for something I did not say or hear you justify your desire to rip out the Tactician's heart! The world beyond the cities, the world you have forgotten about and ignore, is as kind and gentle as a Northern storm, and has no room for justice and injustice! Leave those words and your foolish attitude where they belong! If you wish to cling to them and use them to define the places where they do not belong, go annoy the humans who do the same! If you wish to stay here, stop thinking with the fire that burns within your soul and start using that thing your thick skull is supposed to protect!"