Taric charged into battle smashing enemy minions before him. He was just about to kill the little bugger when a huge whirlwind of air blew past him and knocked out not only the minion he was trying to bash, but also every other enemy minion around him. He looked up quickly to see Janna coming up behind him and then proceeding past him with a new group of minions.
"Thanks." He said quickly watching her float by, before snapping back to reality and chasing after her.
They had all huddled around an enemy turret and had already begun breaking the thing. He quickly rushed up to it with his hammer and got back to work.
"Emerald for insight!"
His hammer banged against the turret.
"Ruby for vigor!"
He caught sight of a group of enemy minions.
"Sapphire for Divinity!"
Another whirlwind flew past him, destroying the all of the minions except the one with the rather large cannon. He rushed towards it raising his hammer.
"Opal for h-"
"In harmony!"
"harmony!"
Taric looked up at Janna as the turret began to crumple into nothing and became a sad pathetic pile of stones. He knew he shouldn't read into it, but they had said harmony at the exact same time. It had to mean something right? I mean her crystal gemstone accessories had to mean something too right? Not that she wore them because of him… but they probably did look rather fitting battling side by side. They were even the same shade of blue were they not?
"Hey Janna!" He shouted before she started to move forward to the next turret, they did have a small lul in the battle after all.
"Yes?"
Taric fumbled for a second, he never could get used to that voice. It sounded sultry… and maybe a little dirty…
"I was just wondering, after this, would you like to go have di-"
And with that, hundreds of crows bore down upon them, and he had to swing his hammer around aimlessly for a second, hearing a few crows squawk as he smacked them out of the way. When everything had cleared he saw Fiddlesticks laughing at him. Taric sighed, and supposed that his question was just going to have to wait, and charged toward the scarecrow, with anger. He had interrupted him. Now he had to pay.
"You shall be crushed!"