Costas Christopher

Haunted by the memory of failing his junior exams while starving in a cramped basement, this quiet marksman turned his hunger into lethal composure from the spot. Standing tall at 188cm, he plays with an icy, clinical edge, combining immense shot power with sharp spatial awareness to dismantle defenses. While his turning radius often leaves him feeling as stiff as a board, his unwavering focus makes him a dead-eyed assassin once he enters the box.