Swain Swain: Yes, Vlad: Whatchu do in the Every time I'm up against you all I do is feed As the Master Tactician I halt Ionian vision. My flock of ravenous ravens perform precision incisions.
Vlad: Da *beep* you just say? Oh yea, me too! I hate scum, but why you hate me, boo? :[ Swain: Perhaps I wasn't clear, or maybe you're just slow. Let me it down, here's the scenario
I came around to get my blue and I saw you through the ward I threw a minute or two ago but still you go and try to grab the steal though you know you can't outheal me? and you why you feed me? My ravens make a meal to eat while you ulti, Q, and E and then you
Try to run, and you try to Try to make it across the to the other side You plea for help, "Please me, Vi!" Ravens eating you alive, you're
All hope is lost, you're out of Accept your fate, meet your OH SHIT Ryze with Sorc Shoes but I hit him my W; he'll Nevermove
Vlad: never seen such power Swain: They're terrified, all scared of me, so they're sitting at tower being cowardly
Vlad: This battle's for hours Swain: My birds devour anything in sight, so step away from your tower, end this fight
Vlad: I'm eaten My summoner's me
I like to call it poetic justice did you really think your would simply go unpunished, the outcome has always been set in stone, if you go up against me, you get Edgar Allan Poe-ned
Vlad: So what's up with that Raven sitting on your shoulder? it have a name? Are you its rightful owner? HER name is Beatrice you pulse challenged and she'll tear you apart before I finish this speech.
Vlad: Whoa! what's with the hostility? Did I do wrong? Anyway, last question: How are you so strong? Swain: Rod of Ages and Hourglass never steer me wrong, but if you wanna do more damage put on TB's thong and you
Try to run, and you try to Try to make it across the jungle to the other You plea for help, "Please me, Vi!" Ravens eating you alive, you're
All hope is lost, out of time Accept your fate, meet demise OH SHIT it's Ryze with Shoes but if I hit him with my W he'll
Vlad: I've never seen power Swain: They're terrified, all scared of me, so they're sitting at their tower being
Vlad: This battle's gone for Swain: My birds devour anything in sight, so step away your tower, let's end this fight
I'm beaten half My forsaken me
I like to call it poetic justice did you really think your deeds would simply go unpunished, the outcome has always been set in stone, if you go up against me, you get Allan Poe-ned