"No wonder I can't find it," she said, "it's so dark!" ”

She raised her crooked staff, and Tristana's eyes widened as she realized Lulu's intentions. But it was too late to stop her.

Flashes of light erupted from the end of Lulu's staff, like a swarm of fireflies flying overhead. The entire woodland is bathed in the light of a thousand stars and moons.

"Aha!" Lulu said, finally pulling something out of the folds of her coat. The shape looks a bit like a budding seed pod and a curved shell. A rainbow of colorful lines swirls on the surface, and tiny tadpoles seem to be wandering inside. "Here it is."

Tristana looked horrified. She saw the glow of Lulu's staff flooding the clearing, but before she could react, a whirling axe swept between the two of them, deep into the tree.

Lulu was so frightened that she almost parted, and the pod shell flew out of her hand.

The silverbark tree wailed in pain. I poured magic from her roots into her core, and fresh amber sap poured out of the wound in the trunk, sticking the axe there.

Lulu's thud streaked through the air and landed somewhere in the middle of the clearing. It rolled into the tall grass, and I could feel the ripples of its primordial energy.

"Oops," Lulu said.

A shower of black-roded arrows tore through the bushes. The Noxians responded in the only way they knew how.

"Stand back!" Tristana yelled, picked up "boom", and dragged Lulu behind a log covered in moss and rattan.

An arrow is embedded deep in the rotten wood. Another arrow sliced through the darkness from a hair's diameter from Tristana's ear. Lulu screamed like a critter, and Pixar rushed to Tristana's side. Blue, golden, and scarlet wildflowers bloom on the dead trunk at once.

Tristana picked up the "boom" and fired. Boom, boom, boom!

Everyone shrank their heads. Noxians, rabbits, and glitter bugs. Even the earthworms in the ground are burrowing deeper.

The "booming" shells dragged the trail of flames through the glade. The stream crashed against the rocks, whipping up high columns of water to cool the shells. The thing we fear most in the glade is fire!

"Spread out!" Delevingne shouted, and ran towards the Silverbark Tree, ready to pull the axe off the trunk.

The Noxians did not hesitate when they obeyed orders.

You can call Noxians whatever you want - I've heard many past humans say all sorts of things about Noxians in my woodlands - but admittedly, they really mean the same! Tamara ran to her horse and drew a rapier from the saddle's scabbard.

She pouted and smiled at Draven, "And said there could be no ambush, huh?" ”

Draven shrugged, but the aura on his body showed no signs of alarm, and he didn't care if he was wrong. I could only feel the anticipation and joy of the blood-spattered everywhere.

Yes, I definitely hate this guy more than Tamara.

The warriors of Noxus spread out in the middle of the clearing, advancing in groups of two. The archers methodically fired round after round of arrows, making it impossible for the two yodelers to shift their positions. I don't know about war, but even I can see the Noxians' nirvana tactics, and they leave Lulu and Tristana with nothing but death.

I care about having fun and playing games, but I don't want to see anyone killed......

Magic gathers into a raging wave that sweeps across the ground. I turned blades of grass into a snare and wrapped around the feet of the first Noxian soldier. It was a tall, fierce man holding a double-edged axe. He fell hard and landed on his face, the blade of the axe slicing his arm open. His companion tripped over him and failed to hold his sword. The man screamed, and the sword plunged into his ass a palm's depth.

An amber willow twisted its trunk, and its soft branches whipped towards it like a catapult. It was right in the face of an archer crouching nearby. He fell to the ground on his back, the arrow that had been on the string shooting straight into the air. A well-timed gust of wind blew, and the arrow whizzed between his legs, tearing a hole in the crotch of his pants. He wailed in fright, and sat down on the ground and rubbed back.

Tristana fired again. Pixar jumped on top of her, waving his fist into the air, each punch accompanied by an expletive. Flower petals fell in the air around the fairy, and I saw more than one arrow bounced off by the shimmering petals of the air, passing the yodelgunner.

"Did you find your dud-tack?" Tristana shouted vigorously to drown out the sound of the cannon.

Lulu flicked her staff wildly and jumped to the top of the staff's curved handle. She put her hands on the pergola and gazed at the dimming light spots. An arrow struck, but the tip of her bent hat slammed it off in the air.

"Not yet, but I don't know what it looks like now."

"What do you mean you don't know what it looks like?"

Lulu slid down the staff in a circle, and daisies popped up as she landed. "Toot is a little naughty, you know. Every time I let go, it wants to change its appearance. ”

Tristana grunted. Lulu shoots a gleaming spear through the trees. The two Noxians flew sideways and landed in the stream, where I immediately crushed them with a clump of frogs. The mucus on the tongue of the bucket frog will make them dream with their eyes open, and it should be enough for them to fly to the moon for a round trip.

"So it doesn't have to be what it looks like now?" Tristana asked.

"Almost," said Lulu, "just look for it out of the corner of your eye." It's only when it feels like it's being seen by you. ”

"I can't believe I could say that, but I wish Darkmer was around right now," Tristana said, "and we really need his Hex glasses"

"Don't be stupid," Lulu said, "what's so much fun about that?" ”

Tristana spun her heel and fired a shot at a Noxian. The shell hit him right in the chest, throwing him into the thorn bushes behind him. The thorns inside suddenly sprouted more thorns.

"Fun?" She said, pouting and smiling, "You know what, you're right. Let's have some fun with these guys. Hang on. ”。

Lulu laughed and threw her arms around Tristana's neck, as if she was going to give her a big kiss. Tristana fired again, this time with the muzzle facing the ground beneath her feet. Two yodelers leaped high from behind the log covered with flowers and arrows, and slashed over the heads of the advancing soldiers. The Noxians all looked up, stunned as the two yodelers spun through the air, laughing like they were singing.

Who knows what the Noxians see? It must have been a particularly strange scene. The yodelers' illusions of disguise are so fickle that even they don't know what other people usually see.