It was always the same in each of your guys matches, you were a bad kiter and the mercenary would always have to come either heal you or save you from the chair.

As per usual, it had happened again. Yet this time you seemed adamant that you didn't need help and tried to leave on half health. Even trying to outrun Naib.

However, within a couple seconds, you heard some running right next to you.

"Hate to break your hopes and dreams here, but could you stop running?"