Ahri was crying now, tears of joy falling on Justa's face as they kept kissing passionately. Ahri was thrust against his bare chest, feeling his heart pumping wildly and strong muscles holding her close. Their embrace was so strong, like they would never let go. An orange creature watched them out of a bush, waiting for the three dark figures to come and finish the job.
Ahri paused. She heard a noise, a rustling in the grass, something was nearby. She pulled away from Justa, eyes wide with terror.
"They're back."
Justa got up to a crouching position and reached for his blade. His hand only touched air, then the sheath. His knife was lost in the river. They were defenceless.
Just then, the men burst out of a bush. Justa grabbed Ahri and ran. They were gaining though; Justa and Ahri were tired from the river. They couldn't get away. Their eyes locked. Both knew that they were both thinking the same thing. Then they heard a sound.
"Gnaaaaaaaaaarr!"
They skidded to a stop, a panting Gnar in between them and their assailants. It was still only a little Gnar, but Ahri had seen him pack a punch on the Rift; she was hoping that he could do that now. She reached over to Justa and pulled him tight to her, burying her head in his chest. She could not bear to watch if Gnar got hurt or killed because of them.
Gnar tossed a boomerang and then jumped sideways, causing it to rebound through the two bigger attackers. They charged forwards, one still limping. Gnar took this as an opportunity and kited the other one out, jumping one way and other, striking from all angles at once. The boomerangs slowed his advance even more, they could knock you back several feet with a direct stomach hit.
But the figures advanced after them. Gnar was slowly backing up, giving way. Justa glanced behind them. The shoreline cut off soon, replaced by thick, swampy undergrowth. They couldn't escape through that quick enough. They were counting on Gnar.
Hakri drew his blade, a small curved blade; perfect for slitting flesh. Gnar was giving them troubles, Harki would soon end him. He slipped around Jack's right flank and dove into the river. No one saw him go. Diving behind Ahri, Justa and Gnar; he prepared to strike Gnar. His back was exposed and he wasn't jumping around so much; this was perfect.
He struck out so quickly that Gnar couldn't react. He lightly cut Gnar's leg, but then the little creature jumped backwards, avoiding his strike to the center of the back. Gnar was getting angry; this wasn't good.
Gnar jumped forward, transforming into Mega Gnar in midair! He hurled Jack and John back into the forest; Jack didn't get up, overcome by the wounds to his body and leg. Gnar lost no time, throwing a boulder towards Hakri, who dodged with a clever roll. They had to get out of here. He gave John a look and bolted into the swamp. Jack would hopefully sink into the swamp, leaving no evidence. He was expendable.
