“My patience has its limits,” sighed Grol’dah, the raid leader, his orcish shoulders slumping. “We’re not clipping the GCDs on the Soul Reaper swaps. We’re just too slow.”
The next pull, he unbind everything.
Then, a massive countdown began: 5... 4... 3... no gcd wow 3.3.5
“Don’t be stupid,” snapped the holy paladin. “The GCD is the law. One ability, then a heartbeat, then another.”
Zaxxi stood over him, daggers smoking. "No," the goblin whispered. "It's no GCD." “My patience has its limits,” sighed Grol’dah, the
And that’s why we can’t have nice things, champion. The GCD is love. The GCD is life.
Then came the Gunship Battle. The enemy ship didn't fire a single cannon. Zaxxi Shadowstepped across the gap before the boarding rope dropped, killed all twelve enemies, the battle mage, and the commander before the NPCs finished their opening yell. Then, a massive countdown began: 5
“What if,” Zaxxi said, crumbs falling from his lips, “there was no Global Cooldown?”