+rep pedo

-rep moldovian

+rep pedo

-rep pedo

Quiet. Your Elixir is building. Your opponent’s hand trembles with impatience. And then... you commit. That infamous, doomsday 8 Elixir. It crashes down onto the Arena like thunder from the gods: GOLEM.
You call it slow? No. This is not a walk . it's a finisher approaching. With every step, the ground trembles. You scramble to defend,but deep inside you hear it: "It won't be enough." Because Golem is not just a tank.He is a prophecy.A force.You throw everything at him,Mini PEKKA? Crushed. Inferno Tower?It buys seconds, not salvation. As the Golem closes in on your tower, you watch,hopeless.
But the true nightmare begins when he dies.
That massive stone body explodes,shaking the battlefield.And from the smoke,they emerge: The Golemites.Small,furious, relentless.You thought it was over?It’s only begun.Your tower starts to cry, not literally, but it should,because your Elixir is gone,your defenses shattered, and your hope has bled out.

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