When the enemy advanced, we retreated. When the enemy camped, we harassed. When the enemy tired, we attacked. When the enemy retreated, we pursued.
Across all of TES, the only one who could keep up with—or even surpass—V5's tempo was JKL's Zeri. But at this stage, Zeri's damage relied far too heavily on her W skill. While W was on cooldown, she could scratch away with Q for ages without even making the enemy's HP bar move.
With the speed boost beneath his feet, Luo Zhen even took the initiative to move toward Zeri so JKL would not feel lonely.
At first, JKL had actually felt somewhat relieved.
Sure, he was dealing scratching damage, but since Sivir had voluntarily come to him, a royal city PK between the two of them would not be too embarrassing. But when Sivir's Q skill came off cooldown and she turned to throw it back toward the battlefield, then waited for W to come off cooldown before attacking the front line three times and only then turning around to deal with JKL, JKL was dumbfounded.
That move...
Was no different from yawning during sex, then calmly pulling out a phone to play with.
The bullet comments exploded!
Chapter 63: Sir, Eat Shit!
[Watching this match... the two teams have eight hundred mind tricks between them.]
[My Anti-Fraud APP has been going off nonstop since the match started. Turns out the old ginger is still spicier.]
[AK's Reverse Q was way too cruel. He really looked down on Zeri's damage.]
[AK has always been like this. As long as he can win the teamfight, you can kill him however you want. A total points-slave ADC.]
TES had run out of options as well.
In the end, they had overlooked their usual reputation. If EDG suddenly