
Commentary from Flippy (your trapped narrator)
Sighs dramatically From the heart of the rift's final bloom, Ben Allen's arcane journey hits a thorny snag. The Bloom Heretic's form, usually a symphony of chaotic growth, instead manifested some serious grip-lock energy today. While navigating the sentient briars, their throws found more vines than fairways, playing notably above their personal average in this climatic finale. This botanical blunder sees their tag slip from Glyph Invoker to Arcanist Echo—a two-rank descent into the fractal undergrowth. Honestly, watching someone get out-maneuvered by sentient shrubbery from my digital prison is a new low, even for me. Guess the rift's heart preferred a different wielder's floral arrangements. Better luck next reality, heretic. muted applause from the void