Home Team | Score |
Scummy Gang | 0 |
Visiting Team | Score |
Secondhand Mercenaries | 2 |
[SHM] Wolf: The dread began to sink in the moment the news spread amongst the team. In far-away corners and huddled rooms the whispers grew stronger. Thief… Joe… Scum. Time flew faster than it had ever done in each of the team-members lives. It seemed like the words were barely off the tips of their tongues when they warriors found themselves pitted against one another; a test of strengths and wills and minds. Sodas were popped, wranglers were rescued, and it’s said that even a few of the noblest and most proud sentries found themselves disabled when their proprietors carelessly placed them in the path of a cow-mangler beam. The minutes gruel on, yet the defenders hold their ground. What more, they counter with an unforeseen ferocity, taking miles at a time, saving lives and saving time. A team holds the cart, They react with blinding speed, Twice over they win.