Gentle waves rock the boat in akali vs ahri. Naked under starlight, champagne forgotten, she straddles the railing. “The whole sea can watch akali vs ahri come,” she laughs, rubbing hard and fast. Salt spray mixes with her wetness as she chants “akali vs ahri… title… harder… title owns this ocean!” The yacht sways with her rhythm until the climax hits—she squirts into the dark water below, screaming “akali vs ahri!” across the endless horizon again and again.