Vlad: Swain: Yes, Vlad: Whatchu do in the League? time I'm up against you all I do is feed Swain: As the Master Tactician I halt Ionian vision. My 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 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 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 jungle to the other You for help, "Please save me, Vi!" Ravens eating you alive, you're
All hope is lost, out of time Accept your fate, meet demise OH it's Ryze with Sorc Shoes but I hit him with my W; he'll
Vlad: I've never such power Swain: They're terrified, all scared of me, so sitting at their tower being cowardly
Vlad: This gone for hours Swain: My birds devour anything in sight, so away 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 simply go unpunished, the 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? Does it have a name? Are you its owner? HER is Beatrice you pulse challenged leech and she'll tear you apart before I finish this speech.
Vlad: Whoa! what's with the hostility? Did I do something 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 across the jungle to the other You plea for help, "Please me, Vi!" Ravens you alive, you're Decrepified
All is lost, you're out of time Accept your fate, your demise OH SHIT it's Ryze with Sorc but if I hit him with my W he'll
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 from your tower, let's end fight
I'm beaten half My summoner's me
I like to call it poetic justice did you really think 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