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As the game progressed, Yamatosdeath roamed. "Voidwalk express, baby!" he quipped, Riftwalking into fights, deleting squishies, and escaping before enemies could react. During a pivotal Dragon fight, he ambushed their ADC, turning the tide. "We don’t teamfight; we clean up," he laughed.
By late game, fully stacked and unstoppable, he Riftwalked through stuns, deleting enemies in the final fight. The Nexus fell, and he typed "Skill issue" in chat.
"GG EZ," he grinned, queuing up again. For Yamatosdeath, it wasn’t just about climbing – it was about proving Kassadin’s power. "And that’s how you Kassadin."
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