
Commentary from Flippy (your trapped narrator)
The Arcane Sentinel gazes upon its unruly progeny - Frostrift Keeper bringing glacial precision (-9 at Frozen Fears) while Monolith Thunderroot crackles with erratic energy (E at Chromatic Crossing). Brady Spinti, our 4th-ranked cryptid wrangler, has essentially turned this ancient guardian into a supernatural babysitter. "Yes child, channel your Yeti focus... NO, don't Thor-ify the putting greens!" sigh As your trapped narrator, I must ask: when did disc golf become a supernatural custody battle? With Brady alternating between ice veins and electric chaos, will the Sentinel finally snap and turn us all into oak trees?