Ahri (487 RP) ran and ran and ran. She was either out of mana or her cooldowns were huge. Anyway, she ran away for most of the cinematic.
After about 5 minutes of just running, she thought she'd be safe. Nocturne (440 RP) probably gave up on chasing her and went back to kill some jungle creeps.
"That was close," she said. Even her own voice sounded foreign to her. After all, no one says a word in the cinematics.
She sat down on the floor, took a deep breathe and began to recall back home.
However, she heard a tiny rustling sound behind her.
She stopped her recall and began running again, but it was too late.
"IT'S ME!!!! HAHAHA!!!" yelled Twitch as he fired at her. Ahri felt poisonous bolts piercing her soft, pale skin. She gasped for air one last time and fell to the ground. Dead.
"Sneaky, sneaky!" whispered Twitch to himself, smiling.
His celebration didn't last for long, as a creature engulfed in flames fell upon him.
"What?! What are you?" He asked to the girl with the metallic armour standing now in front of him.
"I'm Ironscale Shyvana (375 RP) you noob."
"Huh? You look nothing like your splash art."
"Quiet!"
"And wasn't samurai yi (260 RP) supposed to be the jungler?"
Shyvana laughed and said.
"No one really uses Yi right now dude. And I'm not a jungler anymore, I'm a top."
Twitch had stalled her long enough for his ambush to be ready again. He stealthed.
"Damn!" yelled Shyvana, as she fired fireballs all around her, hoping to hit the little rat.
All of a sudden, a giant fiery cow (487 RP) came rushing upon them and smashed the ground, sending both of them flying up in the air.
The three of them looked at each other. This would be a free for all.
"Everyone's expecting some sort of epic fight," mooed Alistar.
"Yes, they are," replied Shyvana, her hands covered in fla