Maeve was a woman of her word.
By the time The Berserkers got wiped out, she had already fully built her six core items.
Both Luke and Finn became her primary targets.
She moved like a phantom, her ultimate seemingly having no cooldown, hunting down the two squishy players until they had nowhere to hide.
Ahri wasn't a weak champion, but she still fell to Diana over and over again.
As their death counts stacked up, Luke and Finn's mental state began to crumble.
Maeve's voice echoed through the global mic, laced with provocation.
"Fourth Grover, you only have two choices now."
"Either you and your jungler let me kill you thirty times, or you hit that surrender button."
At that moment, Luke's score was 6/19/7.
He had died nineteen times.
Finn was in a similar boat, having died twenty-one times.
Neither of them had any time to farm.
The moment they respawned and left their base, they were ruthlessly hunted down.
For a top-tier mid laner and jungler to be beaten this badly was unprecedented.
Even when their teammates tried to protect them, it was useless.
Faced with the taunt, Luke gritted his teeth and fired back.
"The game isn't over yet. Surrendering is completely out of the question."
Over at Lab C, Connor Yates cleared his throat as he watched the screen.
"Boss, it looks like Mr. Grover is losing his cool."
Watching his younger brother get utterly humiliated by Maeve in-game, Simon Grover felt zero sympathy.
"His biggest flaw is that he's too eager for quick success."
He deserved every bit of this thrashing.
In the game, Maeve was on an exhilarating killing spree.
The audience could only see her high-level mechanics.
No one knew what was actually going through her mind.
The person she was slaughtering repeatedly was just a piece of Grover trash.
Forget thirty times—even three hundred deaths wouldn't be enough to quell her rage.
The horrifying images of Charlie Wilson being tortured flashed through her mind over and over.
Hans asked, "Could she just be caught up in the thrill of the game?"
Andres dismissed the idea.
"It's just a game. It wouldn't affect her emotions this much. There has to be another reason."
Murray chimed in, "If Miss Vance is this unstable, it definitely has something to do with the Grovers."
"She ran into that two-faced Nancy in the elevator at noon, and now she's dealing with the fourth brother in the match."
"These Grover people are a real pain in the ass."
Maeve was certainly venting her frustrations in the game.
But the ones suffering the most were Luke and Finn, who were being slaughtered relentlessly.
Both were arrogant men who rarely met their match. Even when they did, it was usually a close fight.
Being ruthlessly butchered in front of hundreds of thousands of viewers was like having their dignity trampled into the dirt.
Gaming was all about mindset.
Once someone tilted, their performance plummeted.
By the end, the mere sight of Diana leaping toward them gave the two men severe PTSD.
Meanwhile, the MRX fans in the arena started loudly counting every time the duo died.

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