The feeling of complete joy and power you feel when you kill an oryx with a sheild operator and cause them to rage quit.
"Ohhhh fuck, that oryx is dashing, I'm screwed."
*flash*
*bang*
*bang,bang,bang*
Blitz ¤ Oryx
Orrrrrr I'm not.
Oryx has left the match.
Ahhh I love my schadenfreude casserole with a side of salty tears.