Cosmic Sneaks

Guess It goes without saying
Best not start what you can't
Finish, Astrosan for the Death
Set never let a skirmish
Go to waste, pop a marty,
If it's smoke we cosmic
With it;

Curses crypts or even spirits,
The options are endless,
Blinds for what, evasive
Maneuvers smooth like
Cursive, and it's curtains
Soon after we switch
To offense;

That Cabalist make you double tap doesn't he?
Riftwing at the left wing, that amp real when
You can't flank him, Queen of crows
The wingman that amp real when
You do hit.

What a plight, somebody call
A water caller, just fireworks
How the gang does circles
Around the opps;

One or two mercs for the one
Two punch, lurkers get blitzed
While taunts get murked,
Poor support overreached,
Forgot to check on his tank
Chasing the ghosts
Of sneaky links.

And on the heels of their defeat,
White flags all you could see;

Saw their last ditch efforts
Go from get a grip to broken
Wills in seconds, for the sake
Of their splinter hope
They heal from this
Onslaught.

Be as it may, the question
Still remains; who next?

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A little Astral Entity inspired fanfic, looking forward to your thoughts.