That dreadful feeling when the enemy's fed and your allies are flaming, and you know the end is nigh

The Phone rings. I pick it up.

"Hello? Yes, this is Top-lane, I'm 4/0, everything's going great. How's it going in Bot-lane?"

"EVERYTHING'S ON FIRE! OH, OH GOD! BARD NO, DON'T THE CHIME ISN'T WORTH IT! BARD-NOOOOOO!" Panicked scream, followed by dial tone

https://i.giphy.com/media/Xp0L0N9qiXfVK/giphy.gif

The underline sentence ruined it. :I