Nearing the Nexus, Garen caught himself staring at her, he wasn't new to women, a lot of beautiful women, Demacian royalty, comparable to those that would marry the crowned prince offered themselves to him and he all had them under his spell. But with Ashe , he couldn't help but feel like she was different, as they came nearer to the enemy nexus, Garen switched his lane, laning with the archer . Ashe then asked "what are you doing here?"," Guard duty." Replied Garen, blood dripping from his lip. " You're bleeding" said Ashe dabbing her cold fingers down Garen's lip, suddenly caught off guard, Garen felt his face tremble at the cold, not sure whether he was excited, or terrified, perhaps both.
"Dear God your hands are cold" said Garen with a dilated tone. "I fire arrows of frost, what'd? you expect?" replied Ashe sarcastically, annoyed at Garen's notion. "I'm sorry, I didn't mean it like that." Said Garen apologetically, "It's just that, I've never imagined a human could feel as cold as a corpse". "Are you suggesting I'm a dead body?" said Ashe, now clearly angry, her hands gripped her bow tighter. "NO! IT'S NOT THAT" Garen tried explaining, when suddenly, they felt themselves bound in a trap of electricity. Just as Ryze was about to fire another spell at them , Vayne re-emerged, healed of her wounds, she blew back Ryze with a heavy bolt from her crossbow. Staring scornfully at the 2, trapped and bound to each other with Ryze's spell. "It's not what it looks like" said the 2 in unison, as they fell down on top of each other. A subtle smile could be seen in Vayne's face, but that was impossible, for she never showed emotion. Carelessly, she walked away, but not before throwing a sarcastic remark "tell me when you lovebirds are done playin."
Recomposing himself, Garen offered to help out the fallen Ashe. Grabbing her hand, he felt her unnaturally cold hands once more, only this time, he knew better to speak of it. Truth was, he liked holding her hand, no matter how new he was to the sensation. He raced down the gravel path, Ashe not far behind, remaining in the shadows and picking her marks. Hacking away at the lesser enemy minions, Garen spun his sword at wave after wave of minions until he reached the inhibitor tower. The dark shadow of the turret falling down across him and Ashe, The blasts of pure arcane power blasting at the warriors around him, he hacked away at it, until it toppled on top of itself.
Seemingly immediately after that, he was in combat with no other than the bull again. As he dodged the minotaur's surprisingly swift strikes, he parried, cutting the chains on the bull's neck and sending him into a frenzy, Garen then delivers another blow to it's head with the pommel of his sword. This set him up for Garen's signature strike. His dose of Demacian Justice, just as he was about to finish him off however, Allistar blew him back and knocked him several feet away, Ashe fired a giant bolt of ice at the beast, stunning it in it's place. Giving enough time for Garen to deliver his attack, but Ashe beat him too it with a volley of ice arrows that toppled the great beast then blowing the Downed Garen a kiss from a distance. "Psssh, KS" muttered Garen under his breath. "What was that?" asked Ashe, "Nothng, I said, good job" replied Garen in a baritone voice. He proceeds to break the inhibitor's gem with a heavy strike of his blade, shattering the Gem to smithereens. Proud of his work, he turned at Ashe flashing a big smile, when he caught her saying "Behind you!" The horrified look on her face stunned him, when from behind, He felt a sensation, a sharp pain coursed through his body as a quick, crushing, blow to the head knocked him unconscious. The summoner voice claiming "you have been slain" ringing through his ears as his body went limp.