Vlad: Swain
Swain: Yes, Vlad?
Vlad: Whatchu do in the League? Every time I'm up against you all I do is feed
Swain: 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 Ionian scum, but why you hate me, boo? :
Try to run, and you try to hide
Try to make it across the jungle to the other side
You plea for help, "Please save me, Vi!"
Ravens eating you alive, you're Decrepified
All hope is lost, you're out of time
Accept your fate, meet your demise OH
SHIT it's Ryze with Sorc Shoes but I
hit him with my W; he'll Nevermove
Vlad: I've never seen such power
Swain: They're terrified, all scared of me, so they're sitting at their tower being cowardly
Vlad: This battle's gone for hours
Swain: My birds devour anything in sight, so step away from your tower, let's end this fight
Vlad: I'm beaten
half eaten
My summoner's 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 Edgar Allan Poe-ned
Vlad: So what's up with that Raven sitting 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 before I finish this speech.
Vlad: Whoa! what's with the hostility? Did I do something 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 then you
Try to run, and you try to hide
Try to make it across the jungle to the other side
You plea for help, "Please save me, Vi!"
Ravens eating you alive, you're Decrepified
All hope is lost, you're out of time
Accept your fate, meet your demise OH
SHIT it's Ryze with Sorc Shoes but if I
hit him with my W he'll Nevermove
Vlad: I've never seen such power
Swain: They're terrified, all scared of me, so they're sitting at their tower being cowardly
Vlad: This battle's gone for hours
Swain: My birds devour anything in sight, so step away from your tower, let's end this fight
Vlad: I'm beaten
half eaten
My summoner's 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 Edgar Allan Poe-ned