The Barbarian King slashed his way through a wave of enemy minions. There were no enemy champions here yet, so he was trying to push his way through the pitiful defenses early. He was startled out of his complacency when a hawk soared over his head. He turned to face the direction it came from and spotted the Frost Archer. Her face was emotionless as she drew an arrow from her quiver. His more pressing problem was the purple-clad yordle approaching him, but he wondered if the hawk had been to aid her team or to warn him…
