That is the face of someone loading into a League match and already sensing the narrative arc of the next thirty minutes. Evamila has got the kind of expression that comes from years of experience watching champion select turn into a psychological thriller.
Somewhere in that lobby a Yasuo has locked in with full confidence, someone else is typing something extremely brave in chat and the minions have not even spawned yet. The match itself is shaping up to be the classic League matchup, a top laner fighting a personal anime rivalry, a jungler who may or may not remember objectives exist and bot lane preparing for the traditional festival of pings.
And yet the focus stays steady, because this is a veteran of the Rift. The moment where dragons spawn, Baron becomes everyone’s emotional support monster and five champions suddenly collide in a teamfight that looks like a magical light show sponsored by questionable decision making. And Evamila? She is locked in!
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