[b]Nel - PL: 250/300[/b]

Nel shot out of his seat with a smile, hidden by wave after wave of bodies in front of him. The fight between David and the forever-runner up Teemo was exploding. The runner up was quick and David was amazing himself, though Nel felt he relied too heavily on that Finger beam of his. He felt that he could take the both of them anytime of the day. 

“Yo Cade, did you see that? Such a epic blow,” he commented, speaking on the close up finger blast. Cade just sat there gawking before showing annoyance.

“There shooting... beams out of their hands. What kind of side-show is this? Pssh, there not that impressive.” 

Nel raised a brow. The crowd was eating it up. The hell had crawled up his arse? Even if it wasn't real, which he knew from experience it was, the dude didn't have to be such a butthole about it. With a poorly feigned laughter, Nel sat back down with the rest of the crowd. 

“Its crazy amazing is what it is, loosen up wontcha?” 

“Yea, I will when they show some actually fighting and not some movie,” he muttered.