Rumble

Nobody expects a heap of salvaged scrap to be intimidating, yet Rumble has never once let that deter him. Tiny even among yordles and quick to lose his temper, he gathered what he could — his own two hands plus whatever castoffs he could dig out of the rubbish — and assembled a mech suit bristling with electrified harpoons and fire-spewing rockets. Fellow yordles may chuckle at his cluttered workshop of leftover parts, but Rumble usually lets the flamespitter do his talking.

Heat Is the Whole Game

That machine runs hot in the most literal sense. Its passive, Junkyard Titan, stacks Heat with each spell he casts. At fifty percent he slips into the Danger Zone, where every basic ability picks up extra effects, yet going beyond one hundred percent makes the contraption overheat and locks him out of his entire arsenal. Keeping Heat in that window defines how he plays: cast too sparingly and those bonus effects are wasted, cast too aggressively and the mech cuts out at the worst possible instant.

Within the safe band, his kit delivers. Flamespitter sprays a cone in front of him, dealing continuous magic damage over three seconds, and it works best when he keeps a foe inside the cone rather than poking at them once. Scrap Shield raises a barrier that absorbs damage and gives a surge of movement speed, with both effects becoming stronger in the Danger Zone. Electro Harpoon allows him to hold two projectiles at the same time; each one slows a target’s Move Speed and strips Magic Resist. That is precisely why opponents are urged to build magic resistance against him, since nearly all of his damage is magical. His ultimate, The Equalizer, unleashes a barrage of rockets that leaves a wall of flame behind. In skilled hands it can cut off the retreat of a struggling enemy, and when turned against Rumble it punishes anyone who is slow to get out of the blast zone once the missiles begin to fall.

Bandle City is where he calls home, the hidden yordle nation that drifts out of the mortal realm as readily as it drifts back in. Even so, Rumble’s mech suit seems more at home in a scrapyard than in any place steeped in magic. Fellow yordles Teemo and Tristana come from that same homeland, yet neither builds anything quite like him.