The Titan of the Frejlord
"Drive them back!" Ashe yells desperately, firing her arrows into the enemy forces. She ducks behind a snow poff and grabs for another arrow from her quiver. Her eyes widen in fear. Out of ammo already?!
"You will not escape death by fleeing!" Sejuani declares angrily. Bristles rears back and slams his feet on the ground. "Anyone who returns to our village will be food for my boar!" Her men turn to face the enemy. Volibear and the Ursine lead their charge against the Frost Archer.
"This is bad..." the barbarian king whispers, his hand shaking with hesitation on his blade.
"Tryndamere..." a voice whispers in his mind. "Do you need more power? It comes at a price..."
The Darkin's voice makes him sick, but as he spots his wife fleeing the club of the troll king without any arrows to defend herself, he realizes his decision has already been made.
"Slow down Ashe! You're in my kingdom now!" Trundle taunts as a pillar of ice blocks the queen's escape.
Ashe backs up and raises her bow to deflect the incoming blow. Trundle laughs at the pathetic display. Once this human was gone his troops would turn on the armored queen. "The Frejlord is mine!"
Tryndamere's blade slices into Trundle's club, breaking it in half. Trundle looks up in confusion and stares into the face of a madman. Tryndamere's eyes glow bright red.
From behind him, the Thunder's Roar leaps out and tears a hole in the barbarian's back, ripping his chest open.
Tryndamere looks down at his beating heart, exposed to the cold for all to see. Then he looks back up at Trundle, his face distorted into an amused grin.
As Tryndamere's blade crushes the troll and bear, Ashe rushes back to her encampment to reload. However, when she arrives she finds the entire area covered in Dark Ice.
"You cannot escape your fate..."
Ashe jumps out of the way before a blast of Dark Ice roots her in place. Anivia soars down to the ground, her black wings glistening in the sun beautifully.
"The Cryophoenix? Why are you-" Ashe asks, but then a black circle forms at her feet. From beneath the tundra, the Ice Witch emerges, grinning from behind her mask. "It looks like this battle is over, Avarosan. You are outnumbered."
Ashe grabs her arrows, but a wave of Dark Ice threatens to overwhelm her before she can aim. She closes her eyes, bracing herself for the end.
"Next time, you get my back, eh?"
Ashe opens her eyes and stares in disbelief, as the tall shirtless man sweeps his shield to the side, tossing all the Dark Ice off of it.
Lissandra gasps in shock as Ashe quickly draws her Enchanted Crystal Arrow and fires it right into her heart...
High above the mountain, the man and his partner gaze down. "...So noisy."
His partner grunts in reply.
"Of course we're going to kill them all," Nunu replies, tipping the brim of his Deathcap over his eyes. "It's what the Dark Sovereign would have wanted."
Willump charges down the mountain, bringing with him all the rocks and snow. One of the men fighting hears the noise and screams "AVALANCHE!"
"What a pitiful fool. We haven't even touched him yet," Nunu muses.
The ice and snow bury all but the strongest on the cliff face. The Troll King and the Ursine Lord look up as the yeti rushes toward them.
Willump feels a chill as Trundle begins to sap his life force, and Volibear calls a bolt of lightning down to his claws. Nunu throws a snowball right into Trundle's face. The king falls backwards as Willump raises his Lich Bane and smashes it into the Chosen of the Storm's fur.
Volibear roars and jumps forward to bite Nunu. His jaws clamp around the Yeti's throat instead, and Willump roars in anger.
"Wander forever in the frozen desert," Nunu whispers, as Willump throws Volibear off the cliff and into the snowy abyss below.
Trundle swings his broken club forward and Willump counters with his fist. Nunu throws two more ice balls into the troll's chest, each slamming into him with the force of Tryndamere's blade. As the troll collapses, Nunu turns his gaze south. "They think they're cold now..."
Sejuani slams her flail into Lissandra'a mask. Lissandra's ice claws grasp Ashe's legs. Ashe's arrows pin Bristle to the ground.
As the three queens stagger, each on their last legs, they realize they can see their own breath.
A giant shadow emerges from the mountain. Nunu atop Willump, smacking the edge of his Void Staff into his palm threateningly.
Willump leaps into the middle of the women and throws his head back. All heat is sapped from the area around them. On the queens' skin form burns from exposure to True Ice. None of them can move.
"I'll freeze you alive! Absolute....ZERO!" Nunu yells.
The two of them relax at the top of the mountain. "I love the snow. The snow is quiet. ...and red is such a pretty color."
Willump grunts in agreement.