In a realm consecrated to dark and uncaring gods, where mortals clash in ceaseless, bloody sagas of metal, one band rose above all others: Pentakill, chosen of the Noisome Host. Now revered in temples and arenas across the land, their supremacy has become absolute—though a time of change is approaching, and the cycle may soon begin anew...

Pentakill III: The Lost Chapter

This chroma was released as a bundle exclusive in 2021.

Pentakill III: Lost Chapter Karthus

All hail, Karthus, the Voice of Doom, and Chosen of Perpetuum! His songs are bleak murder ballads, a bitter reminder that all things must die. Though, perhaps, not him?

Pentakill III: Lost Chapter Kayle

All hail, Kayle, the Bringer of Woe! With the strength of a self-righteous angel, she claims justice and judgment soar on her wings of wrath. Surely, if any can rally the warrior host of metal, it will be her.

Pentakill III: Lost Chapter Mordekaiser

All hail, Mordekaiser, the Master of Metal, and Chosen of Cacophoni! The brazen giant boasts of his legendary skill with the axe, for none who face its edge live to tell of it…

Pentakill III: Lost Chapter Olaf

All hail, Olaf, the Blastbeat Barbarian, and Chosen of Stentorus! As wild as a tempest, as brutal as an earthquake, he laughs in the faces of his enemies, his pounding drumbeats shaking the very foundations of the world.

Pentakill III: Lost Chapter Sona

All hail, Sona, the Silent Virtuoso! An artist's soul can change the world, and with the harmonious power of creation at her fingertips, she will prove that what is made can yet be unmade.

Dissonance of Pentakill Viego

Only the broken-hearted can know the true sound of grief, that yearning for perfection that goes unheard by all others. Viego exists in a world of ashes and shadow, when it ought to be filled with light, and now looks beyond these grey horizons for new sounds and visions to make it so...

Pentakill III: Lost Chapter Yorick

All hail, Yorick, the Four-String Fanatic! He bestrides the realms of the living and the dead, and knows the fate that comes to all mortal things. It pays to beware the honorable man...

Sure, it's about sold out stadiums, the high-fashion swagger, the cheering crowd; but it's also about speakers cranked so loud, your ears ring like they want to sing along. About hot stage lights, pounding bass, and the steady rhythm of the drums. It's about that adrenaline high, igniting you from the inside out. This feeling? This is music.

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Pentakill III: The Lost Chapter