C531 Forcibly Insta-kill

"What a good hammer. Sivir is so fat now. Who can take it when they fight later?!"

Ning marked the Sickle of Sickle of Sickle of Sickle of Sickle of Sickle of Sickle of Sickle of Sickle of Sickle of Sickle of Sickle of Sickle of Sickle of Sickle and rolled her eyes crazily. Her development was so smooth. When the time came for group battles, a few rounds of bullets would be fired