The Three-Percent Dragon Pit

Chenzhou inhaled. Shadow Hunter hurled a mark over the wall and struck the enemy support. His first dash carried him into the pit as golden Smite flared. Elder's health vanished. A blue announcement appeared across the screen. **BLUE TEAM HAS SLAIN THE ELDER DRAKE!** "You stole it!" Wanzhao's voice cracked for the first time. All five enemies turned. Shadow Hunter's health evaporated under focus fire, stopping below three hundred. Chenzhou did not flee toward his own team. He dashed through the marked support, crossed the pit in the wrong direction, cut the marksman, and refreshed again. One dash. Two. Three. Each passed through a control skill one frame before it landed.