You and Sona both hear a loud "Thoom...Thoom..." You look around but can't see anything in the fog of war. Sona floats over to the bush, going to place a ward in it. Right after she does you see what was causing the noise, stepping out into the Fog of War is a titanic yordle wearing large boots, cargo pants, and a belly shirt. Sitting on her shoulder is Lulu, the fae sorceress. "There they are!" Lulu shouts, pointing directly at you. Tristana grins and holds a foot over Sona, she tries to run but is quickly stomped out. You hear the announcer shout "First blood!" as the boot slams down on your support.
"Get him too, Tristana!" Lulu eggs on the eighty foot yordle. She obliges and lifts you up by your waist with nothing but her index finger and her thumb. "What are you gonna do with him?" Lulu asks her friend.
"Anything we want to the pipsqueak! Even if he dies from it he'll just give us gold and respawn!" She replies to her friend. "But first I think I'll...."
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