- Kills
- 43
- +0 in the last 90 days
- Losses
- 7
- +0 in the last 90 days
- Efficiency
- ISK Efficiency 87%
- ISK destroyed
- 4.49B
- +0 in the last 90 days
- Activity
- Inactive
- 0 kills/day · last 90 days
Combat Record
Career-long numbers from eve-kill
Combat
- Kills
- 43
- Losses
- 7
- Danger Ratio
- 100%
- Final Blows
- 10
- Points
- 43
ISK
- Destroyed
- 4.49B
- Lost
- 645.8M
- Balance
- +3.84B
- ISK Efficiency
- 87%
Solo
- Solo Kills
- 3
- Solo Ratio
- 7%
- Avg Kills/Day
- —
Other
- NPC Losses
- 0
- NPC Loss Ratio
- 0%
- Activity
- Inactive
Damage Dealt30.9K
Damage Ratio · 66%
Damage Taken15.7K
Activity
What they fly, where they fight, latest kills and losses
Most Valuable
The priciest kills in the window
Matchups
Who they kill, who kills them, what they lose
Last 90d
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In-game bio
Up until one century ago there lived
In the Zi Duang province of eastern country
A glass-like spider
Having devoured its prey
It would drape the skeletons over its web
In weeks creating a macabre
Shrine of remains
Its web was also unique in that it had many layers
Like floors in a building
At the top of this palace-like place
Assembled with almost apparent care
Were tiny, shining objects
Glass, beads, dew-drops
One could almost call it an altar
When the breeze blew
Thru this construction
It produced sounds of wailing, crying
Tiny wails, tiny cries
The baby spiders would get scared
And search frantically for their mother
But the Glass Spider would have long gone
Having known that the babies
Would survive somehow on their own
Oh-The Glass…
In the Zi Duang province of eastern country
A glass-like spider
Having devoured its prey
It would drape the skeletons over its web
In weeks creating a macabre
Shrine of remains
Its web was also unique in that it had many layers
Like floors in a building
At the top of this palace-like place
Assembled with almost apparent care
Were tiny, shining objects
Glass, beads, dew-drops
One could almost call it an altar
When the breeze blew
Thru this construction
It produced sounds of wailing, crying
Tiny wails, tiny cries
The baby spiders would get scared
And search frantically for their mother
But the Glass Spider would have long gone
Having known that the babies
Would survive somehow on their own
Oh-The Glass…