fifteen minutes. TT

the glass. His eyebrows were pulled together in a tight, a

orward, past the river line, into co

med into the microphone. "There is a

, the enemy jungler leaped out of t

pell. But he didn't flash toward his ow

rectly on top of the enemy m

en turned gray

and slammed it down onto the desk.

down. He picked up the headset. His knuckles were comp

Flash using her feet," Jess said,

all of 'LMAO's and brutal

switched to the jungl

ive, but because Chester was dead, four en

ed two spells, traded a kill, but the mat

the corner of Jess's left eye. His chest tighten

ck toward the post-fight stats.

. He pointed a shaking finger a

ith lethal intent. "This guy has done less damage the e

began spamming across the screen so fast i

He's just having a

the replay tool, slowing the footage down to 0.2

. "Right before he dies. Lo

conds. Two seconds of zero inputs

s isn't a bad game. This is a

am pushed into TTC's base. The N

ver. The serie

ace was so dark it looked like a stor

was staring blankly at his screen, showing abs

eyboard. He typed out the word Ma

hammered against his ribs. He hit th

ed into sharp,