Rather unfortunately, 1x1x1x1 was the pick of the crop this time around and also unfortunately, they weren't messing around this time.

The whole team was gone within a matter of a minute, not being able to withstand the aggressive ranged attacks from 1x1x1x1 with their poison affects right behind. One left, they had thought with utter glee.

it didn't take long to find that last survivor, looming over them and holding out one of their swords. They do quite enjoy that look on their face before they die or plead for their life.

"Go on," they insisted and it felt like a predator playing with its food, "tell me why I should let you win."