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General Information
TitleThe Colossus
Release DateAugust 10, 2010
Cost3150 BE 790 RP

632 (+ 126)

8 (+ 0.8)

500 (+ 40)

9.5 (+ 0.7)


59 (+ 3.5)

0.625 (+ 1.5%)


24 (+ 4.7)

32 (+ 2.05)
Developer Info
DDragon KeyGalio
Integer Key3
External Links
Game Info Wikileagueoflegends.fandom.com

Galio is a champion in League of Legends.


For outdated and now non-canon lore entries, click here.
  • Biography
  • Story #1
  • Story #2
Outside the Great City of Demacia, the stone colossus Galio keeps vigilant watch. Built as a bulwark against enemy mages, he often stands motionless for decades until the presence of powerful magic stirs him to life. Once activated, Galio makes the most of his time, savoring the thrill of a fight and the rare honor of defending his countrymen. But his triumphs are always bittersweet, for the magic he destroys is also his source of reanimation, and each victory leaves him dormant once again.

Galio’s legend begins in the aftermath of the Rune Wars, when countless refugees fled from the destructive power of magic. In the west of Valoran, a band of these displaced people were hounded by a vicious band of dark mages—exhausted from days without rest, the refugees hid among the shadows of an ancient, petrified forest, and their pursuers suddenly found their magic to be ineffective.

It seemed the fossilized trees were a natural magic-dampener, and any sorcery used within them would simply fail. No longer helpless, the refugees turned their swords on the dark mages and drove them from the land.

Some decided that this sanctuary from magic was a gift from the gods, others saw it as a fair reward for their terrible journey, but all agreed this should be their new home.

As years passed, the settlers crafted items of protection from the enchanted wood. Eventually, they found it could be mixed with ash and lime to make petricite—a material with a powerful resistance to magic. It would be the foundation for their new civilization, forming the walls of the new kingdom of Demacia.

For years, these petricite barriers were all the Demacians needed to feel secure from the threat of magic within the borders of their homeland. In the rare event that they needed to settle a conflict abroad, their military proved fierce and formidable… but when their enemies employed sorcery, Demacia’s roaming army had little recourse. Somehow, they needed to take the security of their magic-dampening walls into battle.

The sculptor Durand was commissioned to fashion some manner of petricite shield for the military, and two years later the artist unveiled his masterpiece. While it was not what many were expecting, the winged statue Galio would become vital to the defense of the nation, and serve as a symbol of Demacia across Valoran.

Using a system of pulleys, steel sledges, and countless oxen, they would pull the great stone figure to the battlefield. Many would-be invaders simply froze at the sight of the awe-inspiring silhouette looming before them—the titan who “ate magic” inspired a kingdom, and terrified those who opposed it.

However, no one thought to consider what exposing the statue to such unpredictable energies might do…

Demacia had been mired in battle with enemy forces in the Greenfang Mountains. A skilled order of warmages, known as the Arcane Fist, bombarded the Demacians with crackling bolts of raw, mystical power for thirteen days. Those who had survived this long felt their morale dwindling, and huddled close to Galio. Just when their spirits could be brought no lower, a slow, deafening rumble shook the vale, as if two mountains were grinding against each other. As a great shadow grew above them, the Demacian soldiers steeled themselves for death.

A deep voice bellowed from above. To the Demacians’ astonishment, the sound came from the colossus at their backs—Galio was moving, and speaking, entirely on his own. Somehow, the accumulation of absorbed magic had given him life. He threw himself in front of the Demacians, shielding them from attack after attack, absorbing each fresh bolt into his massive, stone frame.

Then Galio turned, bounded up the mountainside, and crushed every last one of the Arcane Fist into the craggy soil.

The Demacians cheered. They were eager to thank the petricite sentinel that had saved them… but as quickly as he’d come to life, their fearsome protector had ceased moving, returning to his pedestal, just as before. Back in the Great City, this bizarre tale was told in hushed tones by the few who had survived the Battle of the Greenfangs, and was usually received with silent incredulity. That day passed into legend—perhaps a mere allegory of ancient days to help people through hard times.

Certainly, no one would have believed that the colossus continued to see all that transpired around him. Even while immobile, Galio retained consciousness, longing to experience the sensations of battle once again.

He watched mortals pass beneath him, paying him tribute year after year. It puzzled him to see them disappear one by one as time rolled on. Galio wondered where they went when they vanished. Perhaps they were sent away to be mended, as he often was when he returned from war?

As the years slipped by, Galio began to realize the sorrowful answer to his question—unlike himself, the people of Demacia could not be repainted, or have their damage easily repaired. Mortals were frail, ephemeral creatures, and he now understood just how badly they needed his protection. Fighting had been his passion, but the people were now his purpose.

Even so, Galio has been called to battle only a handful of times in all the centuries since. Demacia has begun to look inward, with magic becoming rarer in his world than it once was, and so the petricite colossus remains dormant, observing the world through the murk of his waking dreams. The statue’s greatest hope is to be blessed by a magic so powerful that he will never be forced to sleep again.

Only then will Galio be able to truly serve his purpose: to stand and fight as Demacia’s protector, forevermore.

"Get behind me, Demacian! You may not have noticed, but I’m very large."

- GalioSquare.pngGalio


War was coming, and Galio could do nothing but watch as the Demacian soldiers prepared for it. He couldn't say how long it had been since he last tasted magic. He'd been carried from the plinth many times before, only to return without getting a chance at life. But even when his body was still, his mind was always stirring.

And it longed to fight.

Galio could just make out the bristling rows of northern barbarians in the distance. Even with his senses dulled in this dreamlike state, he could tell their ranks were sloppy and undisciplined, pacing to and fro in eager anticipation of their Demacian foes. Galio had overheard talk of these wildmen many times, given their recent conquests. The fearful people of the city whispered that the Freljordians left none alive, and mounted the heads of their foes on enormous tusks from strange beasts...

But the barbarians were of no interest to the colossus. His eyes found a bigger prize - a titanic shape, seeming almost as tall as the hills behind it. It moved ominously, heaving like the waves of a troubled sea, waiting to be unleashed.

What is that? thought Galio, hopefully. I hope it fights.

Beneath him, his Demacian comrades marched in precise synchronization, reciting a cadence, chanting away all thoughts but battle. To each other, they sounded confident in their victory, but to Galio, who had heard this song so many times before, their rhythms were less certain, more hesitant.

They are not excited to battle this great beast. I will do it for them!

Galio was filled with the urge to scoop up every one of these men in his arms and tell them it would be fine, that he would spring forth and chase the entire invading army back to its borders. But he couldn't. His arms, legs, and claws were as cold and inert as the stone he was hewn from. He needed a catalyst, a powerful magical presence of some kind, to awaken from his living dream.

I hope there's a mage this time, he thought, gazing toward the horizon. Usually there isn't. I hate it when there isn't.

His worry grew as he heard the snorts of exhaustion from the oxen pulling him. They numbered several dozen, and still had to be swapped out with fresh replacements every mile. For a brief moment, Galio thought they might all collapse, leaving him in the outer Demacian brambles while the humans had their fun.

Then, at last, his cart came to a stop at the edge of the battlefield. He knew there would be no parley, no chance that the savage enemy would surrender. Galio could hear the clatter of his tiny human comrades locking shields, forming a solid wall of steel. But he knew that whatever the barbarians' enormous beast was, it would surely cut right through the fine Demacian armaments.

The two sides flew at one another, colliding in a flash of limbs and blades. Galio heard swords clashing, and axes meeting shields. Men from both armies were falling to their deaths in the mud. Brave voices that Galio knew well cried like children for their mothers.

The soft heart of the stone giant began to quiver. Yet still he could not break his paralysis.

Suddenly a shock of blinding purple seared through the fray, causing scores of Demacians to drop to their knees. Galio felt it then - that familiar sensation in his fingertips, like the noon sun warming cool alabaster. He could almost wiggle them...

The flash came again, sapping the life from more heroic Demacian soldiers. Galio's senses came to life with startling acuity, revealing the conflict in gruesome detail. The bodies of men in broken armor were strewn about the field in grotesque contortions. Many barbarians lay slain in pools of their own blood.

And in the distance, behind their lines, their cowardly sorcerer was summoning a crackling orb between his hands, readying his next attack.

There he is. He is the reason I wake, Galio realized, first in gratitude, then in rage. I will squash him first!

But his attention was once again drawn to the monstrous shape in the farthest reaches of the battlefield. Finally, it was coming into focus: a towering behemoth of a creature - covered in thick, matted fur. It struggled against the steel chains that restrained it. Its head thrashed about viciously in an attempt to free itself from the giant blinding cowl that covered its eyes.

Galio smiled. Now that is a foe worthy of my fists.

The barbarians pulled off the behemoth's covering, revealing a snarling, mangled snout beneath a beady pair of jet-black eyes. Free from its blinders, the creature erupted in a fearsome roar, as if declaring itself ready to ravage everything in sight. The monster's handlers released a mechanism that let loose the chains, and the behemoth threw itself into the opposing infantry, instantly slaying a dozen Demacians with just one swipe of a saber-like claw.

Galio was horrified. These were men he had guarded since they were children. He wanted to weep for them, as he had seen humans do in mourning. But he was not built for that. He focused on his purpose and the thrill of the fight that awaited. This was a huge, terrible beast, and he couldn't wait to put his hands on it. He could feel the vitality of life returning to him.

Yes! At last!

The sensation shot through his arms, his head, and all the way to his legs. For the first time in a century, he could move. Across the valley a sound echoed, something not heard in living memory.

It was the sound of a stone giant's laughter.

Galio leapt into the fray, knocking aside the barbarians' crudely built siege engines. Friend and foe alike stopped to gape at the stone titan who was now smashing his way through the front lines. Like a living monument, he burst from the press of soldiers and threw himself into the path of the rampaging behemoth. "Hello, great beast", he rumbled. "Shall I smash you?"

The creature threw its mighty head back and howled, as if in acknowledgment of the challenge. Both titans ran toward one another with earth-shaking force. The behemoth slammed into Galio's mid-section with its shoulder, and let out a groan of intense pain as it crumpled to the ground clutching its collarbone. Galio stood above it, reluctant to smash a prostrate opponent.

"Come now, no need to feel bad", said Galio, eagerly motioning with his hand. "That was a good try. Now hit me again."

The monster slowly pulled itself to its feet and regained the angry glint in its eye. It struck Galio with all its might, its claws raking away a piece of his head.

"You broke my crown", said the colossus, pleasantly surprised, encouraged by the hope of a competitive fight. He struck at the beast with the bottom of his hand, swinging it down like a club with every ounce of his stone frame. The petricite fist collided with the behemoth's flesh, and the surrounding field rang out with the cracking of gigantic bones.

The monster staggered, screaming and swinging blindly, but connecting with nothing.

Galio grabbed the giant beast around the waist in his monolithic arms and wrenched its torso, trying to break its spine. But the behemoth twisted out of his grip, and began to circle him warily before backing away.

"Wait! Our battle must be resolved!" bellowed the colossus. He started to lumber after the beast, hoping it would reconsider its decision to flee.

But the faint cries of his Demacian brethren carried to him on the wind. Without realizing, Galio had followed the monster for hundreds of feet, straying from the heart of the battle. He wanted to fight the creature, but his human comrades needed him.

As the abomination limped away into the distance, Galio gave it one last wistful gaze. "Farewell, great beast."

He turned and thundered back to his comrades. More than half of them were lying on the ground in agony, tortured by unseen coils of power. He knew at once it was the same magic that kept him living.

The stone titan saw the terror in the soldiers' faces, before turning to the malevolent sorcerer once more. Galio knew what he must do, and what the consequences would be.

He leapt high in the air and then came crashing down onto the mage, interrupting his vile incantation, and squashing the barbarian into the loam. The remaining invaders were routed, dropping their arms in terror and fleeing in all directions.

As the sorcerer's magic faded, Galio felt conflicted. The animating force was draining from his body. He'd saved countless lives, but he was being dragged back to slumber.

He didn't understand why he had no magic of his own, like all living things must have. Why had he been made this way? Had that even been his creator's intention? As he felt the cold embrace of his dormancy returning, he took comfort that life itself was magical, and if Galio only experienced it briefly, it was worth it.

Until the final day. Until he would come to break the world's last mage in his unyielding fists, and the stone sentinel of Demacia would awaken no more.


"A shadow fades before the light,” the girl repeated to herself.

The words were a mantra, one she often used to put herself at ease when she felt herself losing control. Though she was only thirteen, she had become adept at using tricks like this to ease the symptoms of her affliction. But today she found the words to be little help. Today, the girl needed to be alone.

She fought to hold in the tears, avoiding eye contact with passersby as she walked briskly toward the scrutinizing glare of the sentries at the city gates. If they stopped her, she felt she might break down and spill everything to them. At least then it would all be over, she thought.

But they paid her little mind as she walked through the archway, to the open lands outside the city.

Far off the main highway, the girl found a quiet nook in a wooded hillside. Once she was sure she wouldn’t be seen, she removed a clean handkerchief from her pocket, placed it to her face, and sobbed.

The tears came fast and thick down her cheeks. If anyone had seen the girl like this, they probably would not recognize her. Everybody knew her as the fresh-faced optimist who cheerily bid them Good morning! and Nice to see you! everyday, regardless of circumstance.

The other side of her – this ugly and decidedly un-Demacian one – was a face the girl shared with nobody.

As she stanched the flow of tears with her thin linen cloth, her mind began to settle. She finally dared to recall the events that had led to the tears. She had been in the lecture room with her classmates when her gaze began to wander to an open window. The flock of fuchsia nectarflies outside were far more interesting than the drab lesson in field tactics their instructor was offering. The flies danced, not in unison at all, but in a vivacious chaos that was strangely beautiful. She had taken in their movement, feeling herself warming to the core with an intense happiness.

The warmth was familiar to her. Most of the time it could be tamed, stuffed back inside her like feathers that had leaked from a mattress. But today the warmth was... hot, with a life of its own. She felt it burning, in her teeth, threatening to explode into the world with a fan of iridescent hues as it had only done in privacy before.

For a brief moment, a thin trickle of white light leaked from her fingertips.

No! This is not for anyone to see! she thought, hoping to suppress the glow.

For the first time in her life, it felt too big. The girl had only one chance to save herself. She needed to leave. She stood and gathered her belongings.

“Luxanna,” her instructor had said. “Are you-”

“A shadow fades before the light,” she had muttered, and ran from the room without explanation. “A shadow fades before the light. A shadow fades before the light.”

As she finished drying her eyes in the calm of the woods, her feet carried her farther and farther from the city. She began to assess the cost of the incident. Word would spread quickly across the citadel that a student had stormed out of class without leave. What punishment would she receive for that insubordination?

Whatever was to come, it would be better than the alternative. If she’d stayed, she would have erupted, filling the entire building in the brightest, purest light. Then everyone would know she was afflicted with magic.

That’s when the annullers would come.

Once or twice, the girl had seen the annullers in the streets with their strange instruments, rooting out practitioners of magic. Once these afflicted people were found, they were forcibly relocated to slums outside the kingdom, never to take part in the grand society Lux’s family knew so well.

That was the worst part, knowing her family would be shamed. And her brother... Oh, her brother. She shuddered to think what Garen would say. The girl often dreamed of living in a different part of the world, where people with arcane gifts were revered as heroes, and celebrated by their families. But the girl lived in Demacia, where people knew the destructive potential of magic, and treated it as such.

As she found her situation becoming increasingly hopeless, Lux realized she was standing within view of the Galio monument. The gargantuan statue had been made long ago as a battle standard for the military, accompanying them in their missions abroad. Sculpted from petricite, Galio possessed magic-absorbing properties that had saved many lives from archmage attacks. If one believed the legends, he had even come to life at times, when enough mystical power had seeped into his mortar. At the moment, he stood still as a mountain, straddling the Memorial Road, far from the traffic of the main highway.

Lux cautiously approached the statue. Ever since she was a little girl, she had imagined the old titan keeping vigilant watch over all those who passed beneath him. It seemed to peer into her soul, judging her.

“You have no place here,” it would say accusingly.

Though it only spoke in her imagination, the girl knew it spoke true. She was different. That was undeniable. Her constant smiles and exuberance stood out glaringly among Demacia’s trademark austerity.

Then there was the glow. Ever since she could remember, Lux felt it burning in her heart, longing to burst free. When she was small, the glow was weak, and she could easily conceal it. Now the power had become far too great to stay hidden.

Burdened with guilt, Lux lifted her eyes to the Colossus.

“Well, go on and say it!” she yelled.

It was uncharacteristic of Lux, but the day had not been kind, and it soothed her soul to vent. She expelled sharp breaths of air in relief, then immediately felt embarrassment at the outburst. Did I really just yell at a statue? she marveled, and looked around to make sure nobody had seen. At certain times of the year, this road was flooded with travelers making their pilgrimages to the colossus, paying tribute to the symbol of Demacian resolve. But presently, the Memorial Road was empty.

As Lux was searching for bystanders, she heard a gravelly racket in the air above her. She whipped her head up – it had come from the top of the colossus. It was common for birds to take flight from their nests in the statue’s crown, but this was no bird. It sounded like a heavy clay pot being dragged across cobblestones.

Lux stared for a long while, but nothing stirred about the statue. Perhaps this was her mind again, working through the trauma of the day’s events. Even so, her eyes remained fixed on the colossus, daring whatever had moved to do so again.

And then it did: the eyes of the statue actually shifted. The large stone orbs physically swiveled in their sockets to find Lux in the grass below.

The girl’s face blanched for a moment. She could feel the enormous stone figure studying her. This time, it was definitely not in her imagination. Lux found her legs and ran, away from the statue, as fast and as far as she could.

Later that night, Lux entered the alabaster arch of her family’s city manor. She had walked many miles, all day long, all over the city, in the hope her parents would be asleep when she returned home. But one person was not.

Her mother Augatha sat in on a sofa in the corner of the grand foyer, glowering at the door with burning expectation.

“Do you know what hour it is?” she demanded.

Lux did not respond. She knew it was past midnight, well beyond the hour when her family were typically asleep.

“The school has chosen not to expel you,” said Augatha. “It was not an easy mess to fix.”

Lux wanted to break down crying, but she had done nothing but weep all day, and she simply had no more tears. “They almost saw it,” she said.

“I figured. It’s getting worse, isn’t it?”

“What should I do?” said Lux, exhausted from worry.

“What we must,” her mother replied. “You’ve lost control of it. Eventually, someone will get hurt.”

Lux had heard of men dying in battle at the hands of sorcerers, bodies melted beyond recognition and souls torn in two. She felt wretched, knowing she harbored any power that might be used for such destruction. She wanted to hate herself, but found herself numbed by the constant torrent of emotions she’d experienced that day.

“I’ve enlisted the help of a professional,” said Augutha.

Lux’s stomach turned. There was only one profession that dealt with her affliction. “An annuller?” she said, light of breath.

“He’s a friend. Someone I should have called on a long time ago,” said Augatha. “You can trust him to be discreet.”

Lux nodded. She knew the shame that was imminent. Even if the man told no one, as her mother assured her, he would still know.

And the cures — she didn’t want to think about those.

“He’s coming for your consultation in the morning,” said Augutha, as she walked up the stairs toward her bedroom. “This will be our secret.”

The words were no comfort. Lux was not even a woman yet, and already her life was over. She wanted nothing more than to retire upstairs to a deep slumber that would bury all her troubles in darkness, but she knew her particular troubles would not disappear with the night. The light would still grow inside her, threatening to erupt again at any moment. The annuller would arrive in the morning to perform some dreadful treatment. Lux had heard rumors, horrible rumors, of petricite ground and swallowed in potions, followed by bouts of excruciating pain. True, the girl wanted to be rid of the affliction, but no part of her wanted to experience that.

Isn’t there another way? she wondered.

Of course!

The idea leapt into her head like lightning. All at once she was filled with dread and hope, unsure if the plan she’d just thought up would work, but knowing it was something she had to try.

Under the deepening night, Lux frantically retraced her steps, back through the alabaster archway, down the boulevard, sneaking her way past the guards at the gates. To the south, she found the Memorial Road, and followed it for miles before coming to Galio’s resting spot. Her heart galloped in her chest.

“Hello?” the girl asked shakily, unsure if she wanted an answer.

Lux approached the plinth where the colossus stood, all alone in the stillness of night. She cautiously placed her hand on the cold petricite foundation. Wonder what it tastes like. I bet it’s really bitter, she reckoned. She supposed she would find out soon enough, unless her plan worked.

“Well, they say you fix magic,” she said. “So fix me. I want to be Demacian.”

She gazed up at the colossus. It was as inert and unwavering as the Demacian way of life. Not even the bats were fluttering about it tonight. What she had heard before — what she thought she saw — was something she had imagined after all, then. She removed her hand from the plinth, pondering where else she could turn.

“Small girl person,” said a booming voice above.

Lux’s head shot upward to see the statue tilting its enormous head down. Her mind raced. He knows. And he’s not going to fix you. He’s going to squash you like a bug.

“Can you... scratch my foot?” asked the colossus.

Galio watched in wonder as the girl ran away from him, her tiny head shrieking words he could not understand. Though he’d observed her for years, he never knew she could move so quickly, and loudly.

Ever since the girl was very small, Galio had seen her as she stopped by on yearly trips with her family. He would study her with fascination, straining to keep sight of her as she skipped in and out of his field of vision. Then, in the middle of play, she would suddenly remember him standing above her, and she would shy away behind her mother’s skirt. When the colossus was dormant, everything seemed to move with a hazy distortion. The world was dull, people were but flickers before his eyes.

But even then, Galio could feel something profoundly special in the girl. It was a glow, but not just a visual luminescence. Time slowed with her, and the haze lifted as something strange stirred within his stone form.

It started small. When the girl was a toddler, Galio could feel her strange warmth tickling his toes. On her second visit, Galio could feel the glow tugging at his entire leg. By the time she was ten, the girl’s warmth was so strong Galio could feel her approaching from a mile away, and would grow giddy with anticipation of her visit.

Now, here she was again, even though it was not her normal visiting day. Her power burned so intensely it had spread like wildfire across his cold innards. She had brought him life!

Now that Galio was awake, he saw her brilliance with stunning clarity. She shone like all the stars in the heavens.

And she was leaving again.

With every step the girl took, Galio felt his life evaporating, returning him to his cold, motionless state. If he went still, he would never know the girl. He had to follow.

His towering legs rumbled from the plinth, easily catching up to the girl with their enormous gait. Her eyes shot wide as she whirled toward the lumbering colossus. A concentrated beam of light fired from the girl’s fingers into Galio’s leg. The strange feeling within him intensified until he thought he might explode, scattering bits of himself all over Demacia.

But Galio did not break. Instead, he grew even warmer, and more alive. He bent down and gently scooped up the girl in his hands. She covered her face, as if to shield herself from some imminent harm.

The colossus began to laugh, like a child playing in a fountain.

“Small golden-head person,” he bellowed. “You are funny. Please, do not leave.”

The girl slowly overcame her trauma, and responded, “I... I can’t. You’re holding me.”

Realizing his offense, Galio carefully placed the girl back on the ground.

“I am sorry. I don’t often meet small girl people. I only wake up to smash things,” he explained. “Do you have things to smash? Large things?”

“No,” said the girl meekly.

“Then let us find something to smash.” He walked a few booming steps, then turned to find the girl was not following. “Are you not coming, girl person?”

“No,” she replied, even more shakily, unsure if the answer would upset the giant. “I’m sort of trying not to be noticed right now.”

“Oh. Forgive me, girl person.”

“Well. I’m going to go now,” said Lux, in what she thought was a final parting word. “It was nice to meet you.”

Galio followed right behind her. “You are walking away from your city,” he observed. “Where are you going?”

“I don’t know,” she responded. “Someplace I belong.”

The colossus tilted his head at her. “You are Demacian. You belong in Demacia.”

For the first time, the girl saw empathy in the giant, and she felt herself opening up.

“You wouldn’t understand. You’re a symbol of this kingdom. I’m just...” She searched for a word that would tell everything without telling too much. “I’m all wrong,” she said, at last.

“Wrong? You can’t be wrong. You give me life,” boomed Galio, lowering his huge boulder of a face to her level.

“That’s the problem,” said the girl. “You’re not supposed to be moving. The only reason you are moving is me.”

Galio reacted in stunned silence for a moment, then erupted with joyful epiphany.

“You’re a mage!” he thundered.

“Shhh! Please be quiet!” begged the girl. “People will hear you.”

“I crush mages!” he proclaimed. He then quickly added: “But not you. I like you. You are the first mage I’ve liked.”

Luxanna’s fear began to fade, giving way to irritation. “Listen. Even though this is all wondrous and miraculous, I’d really prefer you leave me alone. Besides, people are going to notice you’re gone.”

“I do not care,” insisted Galio. “Let them notice!”

“Don’t!” said Lux, recoiling at the thought. “Please, just go back where you belong.”

Galio stop to reflect, then smiled as though he’d recalled something amusing. “Do that thing to me again. With your wonderful starlight!” he said, far too loudly for Lux’s comfort.

“Shhh! Stop yelling!” she urged. “Are you referring to my affliction?”

“Yes,” said Galio, in a slightly quieter tone.

“I’m sorry. I can’t always do it. And I shouldn’t do it. You have to go,” she insisted.

“I can’t go. If I leave you, I will sleep. And when I wake, you will be gone, small girl thing.”

Lux paused. Though she was mad from exhaustion, she found herself touched by the titan’s words.

“If I can do it again, do you promise to go away?” she asked.

The colossus thought for a moment, then accepted the proposal.

“Okay,” said the girl. “I’ll try.”

She screwed in her hands toward her body and thrust them forward toward Galio. To her disappointment, nothing but a tiny spark of light glinted from her fingers. She tried again, and again, getting less of a result each time.

“I must be tired,” she realized.

“Rest,” suggested Galio. “Then when you are refreshed you can give me your magic.”

“Hmm,” thought Lux, mulling the suggestion. “I can’t get rid of you, and I have no place to go. Suppose I might as well bed down.”

She began feeling around the ground for a comfortable patch of grass. Once she’d found a suitable place, she lay down and wrapped her cloak snugly around herself.

“Well, I’m going to sleep now,” she said with a yawn. “You should too.”

“No. I sleep too much,” replied Galio.

“Can you just... I don’t know, freeze yourself for a while, then?”

“I do not work that way,” said the colossus.

“Then be still and pretend you’re not alive.”

“Yes. I will just stand here and watch you rest, girl person,” said Galio.

“Please don’t,” insisted Lux. “I can’t sleep with you staring at me. Can you... turn around?”

Galio honored the girl’s wish, turning himself away from her, toward the distant lights of the Demacian capital. It was not as interesting as the girl, but it would suffice.

Making due with the modicum of privacy, Lux closed her eyes and drifted off to sleep.

Once she was certain Galio would not turn around, she quietly got up and crept away into the night.

Luxanna walked quickly, knowing her first order of business was getting as far away as possible from the colossus. If she didn’t, her magic would still empower him, and he would surely come looking for her. By morning, every patrol in the kingdom would be searching for the missing Crownguard girl who had vanished in the night. They’d surely notice the walking national monument following her, and they’d know the girl must be the magical source that had awakened it.

Lux’s aching legs quickened to a sprint. She had only a vague idea of her surroundings. It was difficult to find any landmarks at this black hour of night. All she knew for sure was the Cloudwoods were nearby - their thick, towering redbarks forming the skyline to the south. It would be an ideal place to hide from any search parties, and a good foraging ground for breakfast. She could cross the forest in two days time and find shelter in one of the Vaskasian timber villages, where people were unlikely to recognize her. It was not a brilliant plan, by any stretch, but it was the best she had.

Lux could see the beginnings of the forest coming into view, its trees progressing in height like a pyramid, with the largest in the center. As she crossed the threshold of the woods, she paused a moment to grieve what she was abandoning. She would miss her brother Garen, and her beloved steed Starfire, and even her mother, but this was the way it had to be.

A shadow fades before the light, she reassured herself, and then stepped into the blackness of the dense evergreen woods.

After an hour of plowing her way through the barbed, resinous branches of the forest, Lux already found herself doubting her plan. Her stomach was growling, and any confidence she’d had in finding a clear path through the trees had vanished with the brightest moon behind the clouds. All around she could hear the snorts and rustles of nocturnal animals, and that made her nervous.

Just a little light, she thought. Surely just a little won’t hurt, way out here.

She began to conjure a luminescent orb between her hands. For a brief moment, a flicker of light danced on her fingertips, causing an audible ruckus in the creatures around her. But the light snuffed out as quickly as it came, returning all to blackness. Lux looked at the outlines of her hands, inspecting them for flaws. She wondered what could have hampered her from doing what had previously come so easily and unbidden.

It’s the colossus, she realized. It must be.

She suddenly became aware of voices in the woodland murmur. Slow, purposeful footsteps, and whispers. They were-

An arm shot around Lux’s throat and restrained her. She could sense the presence of at least two other men to her sides.

“Where are you headed tonight, miss?” asked one of the men.

Lux stammered, not quite formulating a response. The man restraining her tightened his grip.

“You’re supposed to be in the annulment slums, yeah?” he said.

“No...” Lux gasped, the man’s arm wedged firmly under her chin. “I’m not...”

“We aren’t fools, miss,” said the third man. “Come on, let’s take you back.”

Lux struggled to free her arms as the men tried to bind them with coarse rope. She concentrated, but still could not summon the magic that had apparently once been hers. She freed one hand, struck one of the men squarely in the jaw, and heard the twigs on the ground crunch as he fell. The two other men angrily descended on her.

“You shouldn’t have done that,” said one of them with a scowl. “You really shouldn’t have done that.”

The men began to tighten her bindings. They were making a point to pull the knots as tightly and painfully as possible, when the ground began to vibrate with dull thunderous beat. The men paused in dread, searching for the source of the noise, as it slowly increased in frequency and volume.

It rumbled like an earthquake, only broken up into steady rhythmic booms... like gigantic footsteps.

And they were getting nearer.

“What is it?” asked one man, too frightened to move.

The ground shook more, and its quaking was joined by the crackling of great trees being broken apart. Whatever it was, it was now in the forest and almost upon them.

“It’s... It’s...”

All looked up to see the monstrous Galio, striding toward them, a path of felled redbarks in his wake. The men ran, getting only a few steps through the trees before a giant petricite hand snatched them up high into the air. Galio glared with one enormous eye at the trembling wads of flesh held tight in his grip.

“Is it time for fighting?” said the colossus with a grin. “I will engage you!”

He opened his clenched fist, and raised the other hand as if to smash the men between his palms.

“No!” said a tiny voice. “Please stop!”

The colossus found Lux on the ground below, beating on his ankles with her bound arms.

“It isn’t right!” she shouted.

Confused, Galio lowered the men to the ground and released them. Lux heard the quick patter of the men’s feet, sprinting away from her with the urgency of hunted elk. As she wriggled out of her bindings, she gazed up at the colossus.

“I turned around and you were gone, girl person,” he said. “Why are you in the trees?”

“I- I don’t know,” Luxanna managed.

Galio reclined on a hillside, gazing at the stars with the tiny yellow-headed girl he had befriended. Neither spoke, save for an occasional sigh - not the stressful gasps that Lux had previously known. These were the sounds of two beings that had found utter contentment in each other’s company.

“I do not usually awaken for this long,” said the colossus.

“Me neither,” said the girl, with an enormous yawn.

“How do people spend time together without battle? Should we have a conversation?”

“No. This is nice,” said the girl. “I feel... calm.”

A frown crossed Galio’s face. There was something different about the girl. Something missing. She no longer shone like the stars.

“Why are you sad? You’ve cured me,” said the girl. “As long as you’re near me, I can return home and be normal.”

Galio did not brighten or look up. The girl continued her thought.

“I mean, maybe I can just come visit you every day to keep my affliction away—”

“No,” said the titan, finally locking eyes with her.

“Why not?” she asked.

“Young girl person, you are special. Since before you can remember, I have felt your gift. For so long, I wanted it near me. But now I see... I smash your gift.”

“But it gives you life.”

Galio pondered her words, but only for a moment. His mind was made up.

“Life to me is very valuable,” he said. “But your gift is everything. Never lose it.”

He got to his feet and gingerly placed the girl on his shoulder. Together, they began to trudge back toward the city to face what awaited.

The sun was just beginning to peek over the horizon when Lux returned to her family manor. Outside the city walls, Galio was returning to stillness on his plinth beside the Memorial Road, leaving Lux to face her problems alone.

A shadow fades before the light, she thought, and she opened the latch to her front door.

She entered the house to find her mother sitting in the parlor with a balding middle-aged man, who held a case of exotic medical tinctures in his lap.

“Luxanna, so glad you decided to return home,” said Augatha, through clenched teeth.

Lux looked warily at the man on the couch.

“This is the man I was telling you about,” her mother whispered. “The one who’s going to fix your... problem.”

Lux felt light-headed, as if her spirit was leaving her body to watch what she was about to say.

“You know what, mother?” she said, her voice trembling with words she’d been longing to say. “I don’t think I want to see this man. In fact, I’d like you to send him away.”

The annuller looked offended. He stood and slung his bag over his shoulder.

“No, stay,” begged Augatha. She cornered Lux and began to speak with authority. “You do not know what you are saying. This man has risked everything to help you. It is the only way you’re ever going to be Demacian. Have you forgotten your afflic-”

“I am not afflicted!” Lux cried out. “I am beautiful and valuable, and one day I will prove it to this kingdom! And if anyone has a problem with me, I’ve got a very large friend they can talk to.”

She strode upstairs to her room, leaving her mother alone with the annuller.

As Lux flopped onto her bed, she expelled a deep, easy breath. For the first time in years, her mind was as still as a pond in summer. The light that had once exploded from her unbidden was still there, but she could feel its beginning and its end, and knew that one day she could master it.

As she drifted off to sleep, she realized her mantra had always been wrong. No light could ever kill shadows.

A shadow thrives beside the light, she thought. It had a nice ring to it.


Colossal Smash.png Colossal Smash [Passive]
Cooldown: 5 seconds Area of Effect: 75

Innate: Every few seconds, Galio's next basic attack deals magic damage to nearby enemies.
Damage: 15 - 200 (based on level) (+100% total) (+50%) (+60% bonus Magic Resist)
Winds of War.png Winds of War [Q]
Cost: 70 / 75 / 80 / 85 / 90 Mana Cooldown: 12 / 11.5 / 11 / 10.5 / 10 seconds Range: 825 Area of Effect: 150

Active: Galio fires two windblasts that deal magic damage.

When the windblasts meet, they combine into a giant tornado that deals magic damage (max 150 vs. monsters) over 2 seconds.

Windblast Damage: 70 / 105 / 140 / 175 / 210 (+75%)
Tornado Damage (Half Second): [2% (+0.66% per 100) target's max]

Shield of Durand.png Shield of Durand [W]
Cost: 50 Mana Cooldown: 18 seconds Area of Effect: 175 - 350

Passive: After not taking damage for 12 seconds Galio gains a shield that absorbs magic damage.
First Cast: Galio starts to charge, gaining Damage Reduction from Magic Damage and half of that amount as Damage Reduction from Physical. While charging, Galio slows himself by 15%.

Second Cast: Galio taunts nearby enemies for 0.5 - 1.5 seconds, deals magic damage, and refreshes the Damage Reduction for 2 seconds. Taunt duration, damage, and radius increase with charge time.

Shield: [+7.5 / 9 / 10.5 / 12 / 13.5% Galio's max]
Damage Reduction: 20 / 25 / 30 / 35 / 40% (+8% per 100 bonus) (+5% per 100)
Min Damage: 20 / 35 / 50 / 65 / 80 (+30%)
Max Damage: 60 / 105 / 150 / 195 / 240 (+90%)
Justice Punch.png Justice Punch [E]
Cost: 50 Mana Cooldown: 12 / 11 / 10 / 9 / 8 seconds Range: 650

Active: Galio lunges forward with a mighty blow, dealing magic damage to enemies and knocking them into the air for 0.75 seconds. Galio will stop upon hitting a champion or terrain.

Deals half damage to non-champions.

Damage: 90 / 130 / 170 / 210 / 250 (+90%)
Hero's Entrance.png Hero's Entrance [R]
Cost: 100 Mana Cooldown: 200 / 180 / 160 seconds Range: 4000 / 4750 / 5500 Area of Effect: 650

Active: Galio designates an allied champion's current position as his landing spot, granting allied champions on it Shield of Durand.png Shield of Durand's passive shield for 5 seconds.

When Galio lands, enemies in the area take magic damage and are knocked into the air for 0.75 seconds.

Damage: 150 / 250 / 350 (+70%)

Patch History[]

Patch 11.10

W cooldown now flat; magic damage shield decreased.

Galio's been soaring high as a mid laner and support in Elite play. His shield is where a large part of the problem lies. With an early max, Galio’s durability remains strong throughout the course of the game, so we're giving his shield appropriate downtime and scaling to match.

Shield of Durand.png W - Shield of Durand

COOLDOWN : [18/17.5/17/16.5/16 seconds] 18 seconds
MAGIC DAMAGE SHIELD : [8/11/14/17/20% of maximum health] 8/9.75/11.5/13.25/15% of maximum health

Patch 10.25 - December 15th Hotfix

Shield of Durand.png W - Shield of Durand

COOLDOWN : [16/15/14/13/12 seconds] 18/17.5/17/16.5/16 seconds

Patch 10.24
R now grants a magic damage shield to all allies in the area.

Galio's been in a sad state, and we’ve been working on reigniting his essence as an anti-magic guardian. Our previous buffs didn’t seem to move the needle, so we’re trying something a bit more adventurous this time by giving him the ability to more effectively counter magic damage for both him and his team.

Hero's Entrance.png R - Hero's Entrance

ANTI-MAGIC BULWARK Now grants Shield of Durand's passive magic damage shield to all allied champions in the area he casted it at for 5 seconds.

Patch 10.22
E now has a minimum dash distance.

A consistency change to ensure players don’t accidentally zero-cast their dash, while also giving Galio’s enemies more opportunities to dodge it.

Justice Punch.png E - Justice Punch

WIND IT UP Justice Punch now has a minimum 250 dash distance (starting from E origination, not the dashback)

Patch 10.18
Q base damage decreased.

Galio’s Q lets him clear waves early without much risk, so we’re bringing down his damage so that he has to invest a bit more before flying across the map.

Winds of War.png Q - Winds of War

BASE DAMAGE : [80/115/150/185/220]

Patch 10.10

Shield of Durand.png W - Shield of Durand

QOL CHANGE : Passive now has new visual and sound effects

Patch 10.7
R now grants a magic damage shield to all allies in the area.

Galio's been in a sad state, and we’ve been working on reigniting his essence as an anti-magic guardian. Our previous buffs didn’t seem to move the needle, so we’re trying something a bit more adventurous this time by giving him the ability to more effectively counter magic damage for both him and his team.

Hero's Entrance.png R - Hero's Entrance

ANTI-MAGIC BULWARK Now grants Shield of Durand's passive magic damage shield to all allied champions in the area he casted it at for 5 seconds.

Patch 10.3

WINDS OF WAR BUGFIX : Gatekeer Galio's Q VFX no longer times out before the damage ticks stop

Q tornado duration and damage ticks increased.

Aiming to help out Galio players in normal skilled games who get more from the tornado element of his Q.

Winds of War.png Q - Winds of War

TORNADO DURATION : [1.5] 2 seconds

Patch 9.15
Passive cooldown scales with CDR; damage increased. E damage increased.

We've pulled a lot of power out of Galio's more reliable combos. But now he'll be rewarded with a higher payoff if he's able to land more inconsistent abilities like his E.

Colossal Smash.png Passive - Colossal Smash

COOLDOWN [5 seconds at all ranks]
5 seconds, affected by CDR
DAMAGE : [15-180 (levels 1-18)]
15-200 (levels 1-18)

Justice Punch.png E - Justice Punch

BASE DAMAGE : [80/120/160/200/240]

Patch 9.14

WINDS OF WAR COST : [80/85/90/95/100]

Passive cooldown reduction removed; cooldown decreased; damage increased. Q cooldown and damage increased; cost decreased late. W now interruptible by CC and restricts Flash during channel; self-slow decreased.

Galio has long been pro play regular, mainly due to his ability to safely clear waves at a range and threaten instant engages with his taunt+Flash combo. Both of these things are exceptionally powerful in pro, but have led to a low solo queue winrate for the gargoyle. This patch we're looking to diminish these pro strengths while moving that power to places that won't just lead to a different flavor of pro dominance. Overall, Galio should be worse at clearing minions from range, but have fewer mana constraints, which should encourage him to build more durability.

Base Stats

MANA GROWTH : [20] 40

Colossal Smash.png Passive - Colossal Smash

COOLDOWN REDUCTION Colossal Smash's cooldown is no longer reduced every time Galio hits a unique enemy champion with an ability
COOLDOWN : [8] 5 seconds
DAMAGE : [12-80 (levels 1-18) (+1.0 total AD)(+0.5 AP)(+0.4 bonus magic resist)]
15-160 (levels 1-18) (+1.0 total AD)(+0.5 AP)(+0.6 bonus magic resist)

Winds of War.png Q - Winds of War

COOLDOWN : [10/9.5/9/8.5/8]
GUST DAMAGE : [70/105/140/175/210]
COST : [80/90/100/110/120]

Shield of Durand.png W - Shield of Durand

GROUNDED Galio cannot Flash while channeling Shield of Durand
WHY'D YOU STOP ME Shield of Durand can now be interrupted by all the usual CC effects that interrupt channels
SELF-SLOW : [30%] 15%

Patch 9.11
W base damage decreased, damage ratio increased. E damage decreased.

We're shifting some of Galio's baseline damage he leans on as a support into W's ratio as a stronger reward for his AP-building, damaging mid-lane capability.

Shield of Durand.png W - Shield of Durand

MINIMUM DAMAGE : [20/30/40/50/60 (+0.2 AP)]
10/20/30/40/50 (+0.3 AP)
MAXIMUM DAMAGE : [60/90/120/150/180 (+0.6 AP)]
30/60/90/120/150 (+0.9 AP)

Justice Punch.png E - Justice Punch

DAMAGE : [100/135/170/205/240]

Patch 9.2
Q damage decreased, cost increased. E damage decreased early.

Galio underwent big changes at the end of last year with the goal of weakening his pro play strengths and amplifying his normal play strengths. With those mechanical shifts in place, he's now too strong at both levels of play, so we're going for raw power nerfs.

Winds of War.png Q - Winds of War

COST : [70/75/80/85/90]
80/90/100/110/120 mana
WINDBLAST DAMAGE : [70/110/150/190/230]
WINDBLAST RATIO : [0.9] 0.75 ability power
TORNADO RATIO : [4%] 2% target's max health per 100 ability power (base 6% max health damage unchanged)

Justice Punch.png E - Justice Punch

DAMAGE : [100/130/160/190/220]

Patch 8.24
Q cost decreased, windblast damage increased, tornado flat damage removed but max health damage increased. E is faster but deals less damage to non-champions. R no longer grants damage reduction or longer knock-up vs enemies in the center.

Galio has consistently seen greater results in coordinated play than anywhere else, due in large part to his ult. We're taking out the team-reliant strengths of Hero's Entrance (plus some waveclear off Justice Punch) and adding strength back into brawlier parts of Galio's kit that solo players can more confidently rely on.

Winds of War.png Q - Winds of War

COST : [70/85/100/115/130]
70/75/80/85/90 mana
WINDBLAST DAMAGE : [50/80/110/140/170 (+0.8 AP)]
70/110/150/190/230 (+0.9 AP)
FLAT TORNADO DAMAGE Tornado no longer deals 30/40/50/60/70 (+0.6 AP)flat damage
MAX HEALTH TORNADO DAMAGE : [0 (+3% per 100 AP)]
6 (+4% per 100 AP) target's max health

Justice Punch.png E - Justice Punch

WINDUP BEFORE FORWARD DASH : [0.45] 0.4 seconds
DASH SPEED : [1900] 2300
AIMED TOO HIGH Now deals 50% reduced damage to non-champions

Hero's Entrance.png R - Hero's Entrance

DAMAGE REDUCTION The targeted ally no longer gains 20/25/30% (+8% per 100 Galio's bonus magic resist) damage reduction
GROUND ZERO Enemies in the center are no longer knocked up longer (now 0.75 second knockup for all enemies hit)

25 mages have more mana regen and base mana, but less mana growth. 5 other mages have more mana regen.

These champions, while also affected by the Doran's Ring, don't tend to build any of the mana items we're touching this patch. So, we're only adjusting their mana regen, but leaving their base mana and mana growth untouched.

R cooldown increased.

As players have learned how to position themselves preemptively to use Galio's ultimate well, it's become pretty clear that it's available too often.

Hero's Entrance.png R - Hero's Entrance

COOLDOWN : [180/150/120]

Q cooldown and mana cost increased at later ranks.

Galio's ability to roam with Hero's Entrance is tied to how efficiently he can clear waves with Winds of War. A higher mana cost ties that waveclear (and the ensuing roams) more tightly to blue buff.

Winds of War.png Q - Winds of War

COST : [70/75/80/85/90]
70/85/100/115/130 mana
COOLDOWN : [10/9/8/7/6]
10/9.5/9/8.5/8 seconds

W now deals damage to champions. Passive ratio decreased. E cooldown decreased.

Galio is struggling a bit, so we're buffing up his damage. However, we want to tie his strength to slightly riskier actions, like diving in with Justice Punch and landing a good Shield of Durand taunt. Essentially, as a beefy champion who also has the potential to dish out some damage, he should be rewarded for taking positional risks.

Colossal Smash.png Passive - Colossal Smash

RATIO : [0.7] 0.5 AP

Shield of Durand.png W - Shield of Durand

SHIELD BASH Now deals 20/30/40/50/60 (+0.2 AP) - 60/90/120/120/150/180 (+0.6 AP) damage to taunted champions, based on charge time
BUFF-FIX : Fixed a bug where the taunt duration of partially-channeled W casts was sometimes shorter than intended

Justice Punch.png E - Justice Punch

COOLDOWN : [14/13/12/11/10]
12/11/10/9/8 seconds


BASE HEALTH : [550] 562

Q and E base damage decreased. Passive, Q, W, E ability power ratios increased. W physical damage reduction decreased.

We’d like to give more room for Galio to play aggressively and be rewarded for high impact plays. After all, we’re talking about a gargoyle who leaps across the map and justice punches his opponents. Upping the AP ratios on his abilities gives daring Galio players more room to show off their skills, but in exchange we’re trimming some of his baseline effectiveness. With less base damage and lower durability against physical damage, he might not be the priority pick we’ve seen in pro play, but he’ll have a clear niche in solo queue.

Colossal Smash.png Passive - Colossal Smash

RATIO : [0.4] 0.7 ability power

Winds of War.png Q - Winds of War

BASE DAMAGE : [60/95/130/165/200]
RATIO : [0.75] 0.9 ability power
 % MAXIMUM HEALTH DAMAGE OVER TIME : [2% target’s maximum health per half-second]
3% target’s maximum health per 100 ability power, per half-second

Shield of Durand.png W - Shield of Durand

MAGICAL DAMAGE REDUCTION AP Ratio +5% per 100 ability power
PHYSICAL DAMAGE REDUCTION : [same as] half of magical damage reduction

Justice Punch.png E - Justice Punch

BASE DAMAGE : [100/140/180/220/260]
RATIO : [0.7] 0.9 ability power

R cooldown increased at earlier ranks; R ally damage reduction reduced at later ranks

When teams can coordinate around Hero's Entrance (hello pro players), Galio’s playmaking becomes too consistent and too strong. We're toning the how much he gets to do it on early game, along with his ability to make allies unkillable as the game goes on.

Hero's Entrance.png R - Hero's Entrance

COOLDOWN : [160/140/120]
180/150/120 seconds

Armor reduced. Q tornado zone base damage reduced, ratio increased.

Galio’s throwing his weight around a bit too well, so we’ve got a few changes to help opponents go toe to toe with the big guy in lane. First, we’re reining in his ability to instaclear waves without speccing into damage. Second, we’re making him more vulnerable to physical damage, given his niche is the anti-magic tank. Finally, we’re giving opponents a larger window to knock Galio down when he tries to Hero’s Entrance Exit a hostile gank.

Base Stats

BASE ARMOR : [27] 24

Winds of War.png Q - Winds of War

TORNADO ZONE DAMAGE : [45/60/75/90/105 (+0.45 ability power) over 1.5 seconds] 30/40/50/60/70 (+0.6 ability power) over 1.5 seconds

Hero's Entrance.png R - Hero's Entrance

CHANNEL TIME : [Galio channels for 1 second] 1.25 seconds before jumping into the air (hover time before dashing reduced by 0.25 seconds; total time to reach target unchanged)

Passive damage down, Q missile ratio up, tornado zone damage down.

We're quite happy with how Galio landed on Summoner's Rift and while we're happy with how well he soaks damage and protects teammates with dedicated tank builds, he shouldn't pack such a punch without investing in ability power.

Colossal Smash.png Passive - Colossal Smash

DAMAGE : [15-100] 12-80 (at levels 1-18)

Winds of War.png Q - Winds of War

INITIAL WINDBLAST RATIO : [0.6] 0.75 ability power
TORNADO ZONE DAMAGE : [9%] 6% target's maximum health


Galio, the Colossus, will be updated with the launch of patch 7.6! For more details, check the following links:

Champion Reveal

Head to the “Extras” section of Galio’s Champion Reveal article above for high-res images of his updated base and skin splash art!

GalioSquare.png   Galio
E costs less and gives more movement speed.

Galio presents a powerful option for those who like to make a big impact in close quarters, but often runs out of steam before teams start grouping up. We’re tossing him a stone to help smooth his laning interactions (especially when pushed into his tower), as well as enable sweet roaming plays if the situation arises.

Righteous Gust.png E - Righteous Gust

COST : [70/75/80/85/90 mana] 60/65/70/75/80 mana
MOVEMENT SPEED : [20/28/36/44/52%] 30/35/40/45/50%


In a world without mana potions (and generally less early mana regeneration), we've identified a few champions for some emergency rations, giving early mana boosts until they can get their footing and purchase items to make up the deficit. This also means we can really understand which champions relied on mana potions as a crutch to limp through the early to mid game, and we can give additional love if necessary.


The following champs have +50 base mana and -3 mana scaling (net -1 mana at level 18):


We’ve always felt that Galio’s failure case for his ultimate is positioning, not execution. Limiting the cases you could accidentally ruin your biggest moment should keep you focused on the things that matter; like landing your ult on 5 people (and probably winning).

Idol of Durand.png R - Idol of Durand

NO TAKE-BACKS : Idol of Durand can’t be cancelled by movement commands for the first 0.25 seconds of its duration if it strikes at least one champion

R's base damage slightly lowered, but has a significantly higher maximum damage.

"Once on-par with Crowstorm and Curse of the Sad Mummy in terms of teamfighting terrors, Idol of Durand is a pretty big ask in the landscape of today's game. Fully channeling one through the enemy team's disruption (and onto the right targets, no less) is no simple task, so we're upping the reward for pulling it off."
  • Idol of Durand.png R - Idol of Durand
    • BASE DAMAGE : 220/330/440 200/300/400
    • DAMAGE INCREASE : 5% per hit 10% per hit
    • MAXIMUM DAMAGE CAP : 40% 80%
    • MAXIMUM DAMAGE OUTPUT : 308/462/616 (+0.84 ability power) 360/540/720 (+1.0 ability power)
"Like we mentioned in our Visual Effects developer blog, League is an evolving game and, with each day, we're constantly pushing our own expectations forward. Ultimately this means we can always find opportunities to improve and iterate when we don't think we're hitting today's Clarity Bar(™). Much like our earlier texture work, we decided to do a VFX-modernization pass on a few older champions to tone down their visual noise, particularly in teamfights where they can drown out everything else that's happening. We've got four updates in 5.12, with a few more to come in later patches - at that point we'll take a step back to see how they've been doing and if y'all want more down the way!
The following champions have received updates to their ability visual effects:"

E's cooldown gets lower with rank.

"As of this writing, none of Galio's basic abilities had scaling cooldowns...UNTIL NOW. Righteous Gust is one of the gargoyle's cooler moves, so we're letting him toss some more tornadoes around as the game goes on."
  • Righteous Gust.png E - Righteous Gust
    • COOLDOWN : 12 seconds 13/12/11/10/9 seconds

Don't let me get in my zone.

"Galio's ultimate has two major risks involved - either he's crowd-controlled during its channel or his opponents buy Mercury Treads. We like the teamplay that comes from coordinated interrupts but find it a little sad that tenacity messes with his flow so much. Is now fixed."
  • Idol of Durand.png R - Idol of Durand
    • [NEW] YOU'RE STUCK IN HERE WITH ME : Idol of Durand's taunt is no longer reducible by tenacity.

v4.10 "Magic resistance per level for Galio has been commonly requested by gargoyle fans around the world and, given our nerf to Athene's Unholy Grail (an item typically considered 'core' on Galio), we figured we could give him a thicker skin. "

  • General


  • Idol of Durand
    • Cooldown reduced to 150/135/120 (from 170/150/130)
    • Mana cost reduced to 100 (from 100/150/200)


  • Base Movement Speed increased by 25.

September 18th - World Championship Hotfix

  • Bulwark is now castable during Idol of Durand


  • Resolute Smite ability power ratio reduced to 0.6 from 0.7


  • Idol of Durand damage range increased to 600 from 575


  • Base health increased to 520 from 495
  • Base armor increased to 20.5 from 16.0
  • Armor per level reduced to 3.5 from 4.0
  • Resolute Smite
    • Projectile speed increased to 1,300 from 1,200
    • Mana cost reduced to 60 / 65 / 70 / 75 / 80 from 70 / 75 / 80 / 85 / 90
    • Ability power reduced to 0.7 from 0.8
  • Bulwark
    • Duration increased to 4.0 seconds from 3.5
    • Heal increased to 25 / 40 / 55 / 70 / 85 from 20 / 32 / 44 / 56 / 68
  • Idol of Durand damage reduction while channeling increased to 50% from 30%


  • Idol of Durand will now correctly increase its damage when the damage taken is shielded


  • Idol of Durand's damage range now matches the taunt range


  • Resolute Smite
    • Damage increased to 80 / 135 / 190 / 245 / 300 from 60 / 115 / 170 / 225 / 280
    • Ability power ratio increased to 0.8 from 0.75
    • Cooldown reduced to 7 seconds from 8
  • Righteous Gust
    • Movespeed increased to 20 / 28 / 36 / 44 / 52 from 20 / 25 / 30 / 35 / 40
    • Now applies the movespeed buff to Galio more quickly
    • Damage reduced to 60 / 105 / 150 / 195 / 240 from 65 / 110 / 155 / 200 / 245


  • Idol Of Durand radius of area of effect increased to 550 from 500


  • Righteous Gust mana cost reduced to 70 / 75 / 80 / 85 / 90 from 80 / 85 / 90 / 95 / 100


  • Resolute Smite's area of effect size and projectile speed have been increased slightly


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  • 2018

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