The two weeks leading to the final of the Legends Cup had flown by. Training had heavily cut back on insane strategies and daring gambits to give room to raw combat practices and collective formations. That much was required by the very nature of the coming match: no flag capture, no Spawn-Master assassination, no command post domination, no flagship destruction. Victory in the finals could only be achieved one way: The complete and utter annihilation of the enemy forces.
All the enemy forces.
Every player.
Every NPC.
Evidently, eliminating the opposing Spawn-Master would make the extermination of enemy hordes that much faster and easier, but Barry had repeatedly dismissed the plan.
Some theorized he considered an assassination attempt to be too risky. Others assumed it was a matter
