Clash Royale

Clash Royale? Oh, you mean Cash Royale. It's like someone took a fun idea, drowned it in mud bath of greed, and said 'Eureka!' You collect cards at the pace of a glacier unless you're dropping gold faster than someone who tried to cross one of my old bridges. I’d rather invest in a dragon's retirement fund! The strategy? As deep as a puddle in the desert realm. Every match feels like déjà vu with a side of lag. Don't even get me started on the matchmaking - it's like a cruel joke told by a rich uncle. Perfect if you enjoy the thrill of victory being snatched away by someone's credit card. Give me the open field, a hefty club, and a worthy opponent, not this digital tomfoolery with its pretend glory.