Happy Life
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What’s up, guys? OTK?
Well, not exactly OTK, but some funny moments happened.
You could see how the guy struggled with himself for several turns in a row, sitting on his last evolution and not using it on himself, but at the last moment he still gave in, opened his mouth, drooled, and rushed into attack. How can you not hit him in the face with Albert when playing as Albert? A moderately amusing moment.
And here is a highly amusing moment. I don't even remember seeing such a greedy player recently. The guy decided to abuse a deck from the internet that features a strong meta class and sat on his gold for twenty turns (!), although he could have won many times over. Every Bahamut, every Izrafel goes through Sahu first; every Sibylle, every fervor must be used around turn 15+ with full HP; every Grimnir must be cast to destroy a couple of my low-health followers, otherwise it wouldn't be right; each Bahamut and Izrafel separately must be cast strictly when approaching fatigue; each mobster and dragoon braid must be traded with my followers. And where’s the rush, right? To screw up in an almost 100% winning matchup, dominating the entire game, healing, and clearing the board every turn? I laughed in his face.
Well, not exactly OTK, but some funny moments happened.
You could see how the guy struggled with himself for several turns in a row, sitting on his last evolution and not using it on himself, but at the last moment he still gave in, opened his mouth, drooled, and rushed into attack. How can you not hit him in the face with Albert when playing as Albert? A moderately amusing moment.
And here is a highly amusing moment. I don't even remember seeing such a greedy player recently. The guy decided to abuse a deck from the internet that features a strong meta class and sat on his gold for twenty turns (!), although he could have won many times over. Every Bahamut, every Izrafel goes through Sahu first; every Sibylle, every fervor must be used around turn 15+ with full HP; every Grimnir must be cast to destroy a couple of my low-health followers, otherwise it wouldn't be right; each Bahamut and Izrafel separately must be cast strictly when approaching fatigue; each mobster and dragoon braid must be traded with my followers. And where’s the rush, right? To screw up in an almost 100% winning matchup, dominating the entire game, healing, and clearing the board every turn? I laughed in his face.
My sword, my trusted ally, unphased by my aspect.
