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"Come to the void," Malzahar said to himself as he floated down the lane. Kassadin and Annie were both ahead, he could see them hiding in the bushes, unknowingly revealed by Riven's sightward. Malzahar smirked and pretended that he couldn't see them.
"Kassadinnnnn," he called, spinning in circles. He saw Kassadin and Annie look at each other and smile, and then he noticed the swirling white light surrounding the little girl. Her next spell would stun. He had to be careful. Small minions in purple hoods came spilling past Malzahar to battle the blue-robed minions that were defending their last turret dutifully. Annie pulled on Kassadin's sleeve and he bent down so low that he was almost bent in half. The demon child stood on her tip-toes and cupped her hands around her mouth and whispered into Kassadin's ear. After a moment, he straightened back up and shook his head at her. She pulled a face, and then BAM, Malzahar saw a nearby minion stand still for a moment, stunned, before its life was ended by a blue minion. Kassadin glared at Annie and Annie ducked her head down and put her hands behind her back in regret. Malzahar pretended that he hadn't noticed it, and then Annie tripped out of the bushes quickly. He cast Malefic Visions on her, but she ghosted away and ducked behind the turret, and he backed off instantly. He sensed a presence behind him, and turned.
"Malzahar," Kassadin said, and then Malzahar found himself silenced. Indignant at being made to shut up more times than he felt was necessary; Malzahar surged forwards towards Kassadin, confident that he could do more damage to the other man before he was silenced again.
"I wouldn't do that," Kassadin said, catching ahold of the other's arms, and pulling Malzahar close to him. He held Malzahar against his chest for a moment as Malzahar squirmed and fought, trying to get away but still unable to speak and cast a spell. Malzahar stopped moving and listened to the heartbeat that thumped twice quickly, before Kassadin sighed and cast Null Sphere. Malzahar dropped to his knees, his face against Kassadin's leg.
"SHIT!" Malzahar's summoner yelled, and then everything went silent.
"Did we just surrender?" asked a very disgruntled-looking Morgana who had just teleported back to base. Kassadin tipped Malzahar's near-lifeless body over onto the ground and laughed victoriously as Morgana knelt down on one knee and put her hand over her chest in submission. Malzahar was angry at his summoner, who he knew was a female. She had a habit of ragequitting, and he knew that this would be her last fight of the day- they had lost four battles already. After this, he could go back to the League of Legends guild house and sleep in his own bed, his own room. Maybe he would make himself some tea, because right now his throat was beyond dry.
"I win again, prophet," Kassadin sneered as his team claimed victory. Malzahar curled his lip and felt his body float into the black abyss that had summoned him to the battlefield.