Having ascended with the delectable power of the Blood-Sin, Guildenstern returns to the arena once more to pass his judgement upon the worthless corrupted masses that wander within. And what better place for the holy knight to start than a pathetic royal lap dog who knows no better than to blindly follow their master's orders? Designed to wall those who rely on a one-note assault, Mote has no way to deal with Guildenstern's vast resources and knowledge of the forbidden arcane magicks the likes of Judgement and devastating physical attacks such as Bloody Sin. And of course, as an ace up his sleeve Romeo can drain his opponent's strength with Degenerate to make their attacks pose no threat whatsoever. Gaze upon the wings of judgment, Not Ranked, and despair.
