Vlad: Swain: Yes, Vlad: Whatchu do in the League? Every time I'm up you all I do is feed Swain: As the Tactician I halt Ionian vision. My flock of ravenous ravens perform precision incisions.
Vlad: Da you just say? Oh yea, me too! I hate Ionian 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 though you know you can't outheal me? and you wonder 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!" eating you alive, you're Decrepified
All hope is lost, out of time 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: terrified, all scared of me, so they're sitting at their tower being cowardly
Vlad: battle's gone for hours Swain: My birds devour anything in sight, so step away your tower, let's end this fight
I'm beaten half My summoner's me
I like to call it 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 Edgar Allan Poe-ned
Vlad: So what's up with that Raven on your shoulder? Does it have a name? Are you its rightful owner? HER name is Beatrice you pulse challenged leech and she'll tear you apart I finish this speech.
Vlad: Whoa! what's with the Did I do something wrong? Anyway, last question: How are you so strong? Swain: Rod of Ages and Hourglass steer me wrong, but if you wanna do more damage put on TB's thong and then you
Try to run, and you try to Try to make it the jungle to the other side You plea for help, "Please me, Vi!" Ravens eating you alive, you're
All hope is lost, out of time Accept your fate, meet your OH SHIT it's Ryze with Sorc but if I hit him with my W Nevermove
Vlad: I've seen such power Swain: They're terrified, all scared of me, so sitting at their tower being cowardly
This battle's gone for hours Swain: My birds devour anything in sight, so step from your tower, let's end this fight
I'm beaten half My summoner's me
I like to call it poetic justice did you really think your deeds would go unpunished, the outcome has always been set in stone, if you go up against me, you get Edgar Allan Poe-ned