‘League of Legends’ is all about epic battles. You control a champion, each with cool abilities. Team up or face off against others. Millions play worldwide. It’s a big deal, with pro leagues and tournaments everywhere. New champions and updates keep things fresh. ‘League of Legends’ is still a top game. So, ready to find your champion?

Meet the champions from League of Legends

Jinx, the Loose Canon

Oh man, Jinx is pure chaos and it’s delicious — manic, giggly, and always one spark away from total mayhem. She loves explosions like some people love coffee, and she’ll redecorate your neighborhood with rockets if you look at her funny (in the best way). Somehow there’s this weird, childlike grin under the anarchy, like she misplaced her stuffed animal once and decided to solve the problem with a grenade — also she collects bottle caps? No, wait, was it stamps. Either way, she never plans… except sometimes she plans very carefully and then forgets the plan five minutes later.

Ahri, the Nine Tailed Fox

Ahri is that sly, seductive trickster who can charm you and then actually seem sorry about it, for a second. She’s playful and curious about humans — like someone ancient trying out a new phone — and she hoovers up emotions the way other people hoard playlists. Also she’s dramatic in a soft, coy way (there’s eyeliner involved), but she genuinely cares underneath the foxy mischief. Fun fact: she might keep a mixtape of human songs, or maybe it’s just a playlist in her head, I can’t remember.

Lux, the Lady of Luminosity

Lux is bright — literally and metaphorically — like someone who walks into a room and the shadows apologize. She has that over-earnest optimism but it’s not naive, it’s stubbornly hopeful; she believes light can fix things even when it’s complicated. She’s a bit of a rule-follower who also wants to break out and be recognized (teenage-angsty energy but with a magical staff). Little weird habit: she talks to plants when nobody’s watching and also tells terrible puns about photons.

Morgana, the Fallen Angel

Morgana is broody, fierce, and brooding again — a walking emotional thunderstorm with a grudge against injustice. She’s protective of outsiders and burned a few bridges on principle, which honestly you respect, even if she sometimes goes a touch dramatic about it. There’s this tragic grandeur, like she reads poetry under moonlight and then ruins bureaucracy for breakfast. She claims she never smiles but once, very quietly, she did — or maybe I’m making that up.

Caitlyn, the Sheriff of Piltover

Caitlyn is the calm, measured law-figure who can outthink, out-snipe, and out-sass a whole criminal underworld before lunch. She’s precise, methodical, and loves a good riddle (and also a very crisp hat); she’s got the kind of competence that makes bad guys rethink their life choices. Yet there’s a secretly competitive streak — she likes a chase when the math is right — and she probably has a closet full of tiny badges. Small quirk: drinks tea with a dash of something spicy, I swear.

Katarina, the Sinister Blade

Katarina is lethal, blunt, and moves like a storm with knives — family honor wrapped in red hair and a bad temper. She’s impulsive (dangerously so) but also deeply loyal to those she chooses, and she somehow makes spinning blades look like a ballet. She hates boredom and solves problems by stabbing them, which is both efficient and slightly terrifying. Occasionally she does small domestic things for no reason, like folding napkins with dramatic flair — don’t ask.

Sona, Maven of the Strings

Sona is the mysterious music-girl who says more with a chord than most people do with paragraphs, and honestly it’s beautiful and a little unfair. She’s serene and elegant and communicates through melodies (I love her), and she carries this quiet empathy that makes everyone calmer — except when she drops a crescendo and suddenly you remember your entire childhood. She never speaks, which is paradoxically the most expressive thing, and she might doodle tiny musical notes on the margins of maps. Also, sometimes she seems fragile and then she absolutely wrecks everything with a single arpeggio.

Miss Fortune, the Bounty Hunter

Miss Fortune is all swagger and sea-spray glamour — red lipstick, twin pistols, and a dramatic entrance every single time. She’s flashy, confident, and has revenge-planning down to an art (with a flair for the theatrical), but she also knows how to play politics like a pro. There’s a wink-and-smile thing going on, and yet she can coldly calculate the best angle to take down a pirate king without blinking. Quirky little detail: she keeps a tiny notebook of sea-inspired pickup lines, for reasons.

Ashe, the Frost Archer

Ashe is cool, calm, and very likely to be the one making the difficult decisions while everyone else argues — queen energy but gentle. She believes in unity and long-term planning, the kind of leader who draws maps and then draws hearts in the margins (awkwardly). She’s stoic yet romantic, a strategist who also sends tiny apology arrows? (I might be embellishing). And yes, she loves long walks on frozen lakes and probably labels her arrows like “For diplomacy” and “For stabbing.”

Akali, the Fist of Shadow

Akali is speed, attitude, and a whole lot of “don’t tell me what to do” — she moves like someone who learned to write graffiti in the dark. She’s fiercely independent, fights dirty when necessary, and values freedom over rules, which makes her both inspiring and mildly infuriating to authority types. She moonlights as a street philosopher (or so she claims) and practices calligraphy with shadow-ink when bored. Also sometimes she can be annoyingly sentimental about very small things, like the last noodle in a bowl.

Jhin, the Virtuoso

Jhin is theatrical, meticulous, and treats murder like an art installation — unsettlingly poetic, but you can’t look away. He plans, stages, and composes chaos with the care of a conductor, and cares more about the final image than, like, ethics. There’s this chilling calm to him, like a man who rehearses applause in the mirror, and he collects odd souvenirs (feathers? stones? signatures?) and names them. Tiny contradictory note: he loves order but adores dramatic flourish, so don’t be surprised if his “perfect plan” includes confetti.