His combat log became a waterfall of white text. The damage meter exploded, cracked, and reset to negative numbers. His energy bar flickered like a strobe light—full, empty, full, empty—faster than the human eye could track.
In the corner, picking at a piece of stale Dalaran crumb cake, sat Zaxxi, a goblin rogue nobody really remembered inviting. He chewed thoughtfully, then stood up. no gcd wow 3.3.5
“What the—” the raid leader whispered. His combat log became a waterfall of white text
Kel’Thuzad’s laughter echoed through the frozen spire of Icecrown Citadel. Twenty-five heroes of the Alliance and Horde lay broken on the necrotic floor. Another wipe. no gcd wow 3.3.5