"I'm not gonna lose this race...!" Ronald unleashed Icicle Rain on the enemy wave. Thanks to the Attack Power he built early on, the icicles dealt sizable damage that was ued for a Support.

  On top of that, the attack perfectly hit the entire enemy wave. The AoE was just barely big enough to cover all the minions at once, so it had to be pced carefully. But of course, for Ronald, things like that were ezpz.

  "Yes! hit!" Ronald grinned in satisfa and threw a g his brother. He was like aed puppy expeg to be petted.

  "Hmph. You ought to be able to do this much to py on the Leopards."

  "Haha. Yep, I sure gotta be able to, and I'm able to! That clearly makes me the 2 pyer oeam!"

  "Are y to ruffle people's feathers here?"

  "Nah, I'm just saying, bro. Me and you are the stro bros on this team. So, we totally gonna wreck Gunz. Ezpz!"

  Is he trying to reassure me? William smiled thinly. "Well, at least I know I defeat Gunz. As for you, that remains to be seen."

  "Whoa, the shade. Let's switch chairs and I'mma show you how I rek that guy real quick."

  "No."

  "Geh. Formation C when???"

  “What’s that, again?” William asked.

  “It’s like formation B but we s roles! We’ve been pying like that every now and then, remember?”

  “Oh yes, in Ranked. petitive games are a whole different story.”

  “But, formation C totally gonna work here too, I’m sure!”

  “You’re ‘sure’ about many things and many of them turn out to be wrong.”

  “No, no. This time I’m like SUPER sure, bro. Let's just switch chairs for a moment and I'mma show you how I destroy Gunz."

  "No."

  "Dang, so unfair!" Ronald waved an angry fist.

  Seriously, why did they have to py formation B today, of all things? It was the formation in which Ronald didn't get to exert his power at all.

  Building power on a Support was cool and all, but it didn't pare to pying Top or Carry. Ronald could oertain himself during the early-game with this setup, only until everybody’s damage sg left him in the dust; such was the fate of a Support.

  "For the protocol," Cato interjected. "Formation C does."

  "Lies a!" Ronald insisted. "It's like formation B, but with bro and I sing roles."

  "I know what you're talking about. I'm just saying it's not real."

  "What do you mean 'not real'? Are you saying I dreamed that shit? What about all the times we pyed it during club practice?"

  "What about them? Every siime, you had to beg Will nonstop to let you py Carry until he submitted,” Cato said. “It was just a headache for everybody, really."

  "Hey, it still means the formation is totally real, though!" Ronald didn't even bother denying any of the accusations.

  Sure, for now, "formation C" was just a term Ronald ed himself. But, one day, he shall turn it into reality!

  Like, real talk. There was no reason why bro should waste his precious time and energy dealing with some scrubs. Ronald was more than enough for the job.

  Like, pying Carry is where I'm at my stro! Ronald procimed. If I py Carry, I destroy Gunz real quick. And, since everybody knows that bro is better thahen me beating Gunz would t as bro beating Gunz! Ezpz math.

  As, nobody was going to give Ronald this ce. Bro insisted to resolve things with his own two hands.

  Well, that's okay too. Ronald shrugged. Bro gonna wreck Gunz this game, I feel it. Then, he'll be the 2nd stro! And, I'mma bee the 3rd stro real soon, too. After that, we aim for that juio. 1 spot!

  Even Ronald had to admit that taking the 1st spot on that list robably a pipe dream for now. Like, real talk, Jin was just a beast. Bruh was a real pro in every possible facet of the game.

  But, that didn't mean the guy was pletely uable. With enough time aermination, anything was achievable!

  "You're slipping into dreamnd again," William criticized. "Focus otle in front of you first."

  "Yeah, of course. I'm like 500% trated on it, bro!"

  "Well, looks like it’s not enough, seeing as you’ve just missed that bowmahere."

  "Oh, whoopsie." Ronald's Icicle Rain failed to cover the area perfectly.

  One of the bowmen remained just slightly outside the AoE, pletely avoiding the damage. The spell’s AoE was just barely big enough to hit the entire wave at once, so even the smallest pse in tration was fatal.

  "No problem!" Ronald procimed. "ime, I gonna hit them all for sure! 500%!"

  "Yes, you will. Because if you don't, we're going to lose the ne and it's going to be your fault."

  "Haha, no pressure at all!"

  William's criticism was harsh but well-deserved in this situation.

  Normally, it wasn't the end of the world when the Support failed to hit one minion because the damage wasn't going to be anything to write home about anyway. But, Luke's supp was different.

  The brat iionally built power in order to dish out damage early on. It was a questionable iment but it had a ce of paying off. In order for that to happen, Ronald had turly dish out damage and help William win the farming race.

  “Keep in mind,” William said. “I’m only approving of your Selfish Support build right now because you’ve proven it to be at least somewhat useful. But, if I ever deem it a hindrance…”

  “Don’t worry, bro!” Ronald reassured. “I’mma show them that Selfish Support is actually the real meta!”

  “I doubt you will. But, if you achieve even half of that, then it’s good enough.”

  As irregur as this arra was, Ronald did practically fun like another damage-dealer on ne during the early-game. This relieved some pressure from William, which wasn’t too bad.

  With Ronald’s damage helping to test the ne early, it became easier to pick a te-game css like Seraph and still have an easy time in the ne in the early-game. So, even though Selfish Support was suboptimal as far as meta was ed, it heless offered a nice quality of life improvement for William.

  However, this entire premise was riding on Ronald’s ability to keep delivering that early-game damage. He had to py almost optimally to make any of this t.

  As such, it was absolutely mandatory for him to hit all the minions with his Icicle Rain. It was a bare minimum requirement for his power build to be sidered viable.

  We’re going to pay for this one mess-up. William reasoned, and he was correct. The enemy didn’t miss this opportunity to push harder than usual.

  Gunz shot down all three bowmen while Chessmaster bsted the frontlih Spsh. They went harder than unusual, clearly pnning to aggress this round.

  “Retreat a little,” William ordered. “They might be ing after you.”

  “Yep, I see they’re dialing up the aggression in this round.”

  “It’s because you failed to hit that bowman,” William expined. “They know they’ll win this round, so they feel fident about going all out.”

  “Dang, you really think it’s all because I missed that one bruh?”

  “Yes. They’re the kind of pyers who don’t miss opportunities like this.”

  Perhaps Gunz wasn’t smart enough to noti opening like this, but Chessmaster definitely saw it. The previous game proved beyond a shadow of a doubt that Chessmaster was the type of tacti who excelled at taking advantage of the enemy’s weaknesses.

  Even though Gunz is my main target, it’s impossible to ignore Chess. William thought.

  Gunz was a raw “power pyer” who overwhelmed his oppos through sheer teical py, Meanwhile, Chessmaster was the brains, the one who created the perfect opportunities funz to shine otlefield.

  As such, it was nearly impossible to simply “defeat Gunz”. After all, almost at all times, Chessmaster stood behind his partner and advised the guy about the best move.

  “Every time we make a mistake, Chess is going to capitalize on it,” William expined. “That’s the mentality we should be pying with. So, every time you miss a shot, expect a penalty.”

  “Dang, that’s a harsh dition. So basically, you’re saying I gotta py this game with a perfect score, or else we gonna fail.”

  “Yes, that’s how you should think of it,” William said. Well, I don’t think things are THAT bad, but it’s always better to exaggerate when it es to Ron. If I say anything wishy-washy, then it’s going to go in one ear and out of the other.

  The more extreme and exaggerated things souhe more motivated Ronald was to do his best. And, for better or worse, Ronald’s performarongly depended on his mental state. At his highest he was impressive, but at his lowest, he messed up left and right.

  Just like he did during game start. William thought. We should’ve scared him more before the game started, to make sure he won’t pull that shit. I’ll remember that for the game.

  As expected, Gunz and Chessmaster took advantage of Ronald’s small misstep and pushed forth.

  No, this wasn’t just a push. Those two were clearly aiming to inflict damage, if not ht score a kill. And, their target was her than Ronald, who was slow to retreat...

  DarkestCymore