When the puzzled expression appeared on the brain maggot pet's face, Qin Mo raised the scepter and released lightning, splitting everything within 30 meters of the brain maggot pet's location into coke.
"He gets it already, Thordrin," she said, speaking to my dwarf guide, before turning back to me, "Usually, it at least takes a few days to a week before people actually lighten up around me. You are a rare but welcome surprise."
"Oh he did, but not in the way you did. Todd made these weird threats and was like all over Mark's personal space right then, but Mark just stood his ground and was like 'hit me'. That part was insane though, like something out of one of those Space whatever comics he keeps buying" he said.
But there was no rest awaiting his soul. No eternal joy in a palace of clouds, no judgment in purgatory, no boundless darkness. Wither this was fortunate or not, he shall soon find out.
Ezreal was a trust-fund kid, an aristocrat born into the prominent family of Piltovian nobility. How could he become friends with Vi and Jinx in their formative years?