"Yes, I can try!," Frold said aloud, drawing some curious looks from the trolls.
There was a roar from behind Midgard and a great yeti ran by, he took the shamans by surprise and immediately consumed one. Close behind Nunu was Tryndamere who span into the circle, killing two more shamans. The largest of the shamans waved his staff in an arcane gesture, more spectral hands reached up, grasping the pair of League Champions. Then Ashe came in and fired three arrows in succession at the large shaman, they passed through him, he was ethereal, fortunately the shaman behind him was not, and fell with three arrows in his neck.
The other two remaining shamans exchanged looks, they both dropped their staves and ran.
The large shaman waved his staff again and another hand came up and grabbed Ashe. He looked to the fleeing shamans, he yelled, "Useless maggots!"
Another giant hand reached out of the arcane circle and grabbed the pair of shamans, it pulls them, shrieking into it's plane.