"Ready for a show?" he smirked, his voice smooth and full of that signature South London swagger. "Just wait 'til I get going."
"I'm on fire!" he laughed, clapping Jett on the shoulder. "Told you I'd carry. Don't worry, I'll keep the heater on for the next round." voice_phoenix_subbed_valorant_english
The London sun was barely up, but Phoenix was already burning bright. He adjusted his jacket, the familiar heat radiating from his palms, and checked his comms. "Ready for a show
The world shifted. A fiery marker pulsed on the ground where he had just stood. Suddenly, Phoenix was back, whole and energized, a literal rebirth in the middle of the chaos. He charged forward again, caught the sniper reloading, and took them out with a precise burst from his Vandal. Don't worry, I'll keep the heater on for the next round