72 American Sniper

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"...aaaaaaAAAAHHHHH!!!!!!!"

*Bang* *Rumble* *Whack*

"Oof!"

A certain gnome flew out of the forest part of the map, and into the middle part, a good way away from the pyramid.

He hit a piece of a broken wall after crashing into the ground. The impact had emptied his lungs of any remaining air that he hadn't yelled on the way there already.

After a few moments of gasping for air and getting up, Azamus clenched his fists.

"FUUUUUUCK!!!!!" Azamus screamed.

Anger permeated his little body as he thought back to what had just happened. He was trying to humiliate a no-name player, and instead, he ended up getting thrown away like a rag doll.

The humiliation was unbearable. No one could do this to him.

If he made it to the next stage. Azamus bode his time until the next round, for now.

Since someone threw him near the pyramid, he would make the most of it. His gamer instincts kicked back in, forcing him to cool his head and take advantage of the situation.