>sitting on a log >minding my own business, waiting for my Hollowing >giant bi­rd is back, drops off an Undead >must be here for that "fate of the Undead" thing >tell him to ring the two bells >the fu­cker hits me >ain't having none of that shit >beat his ass down >keeps resurrecting at the bonfire, fu­cking Undead curse and shit >keeps trying to murder me, fu­cker doesn't stay away >the little shit runs away to the cliff side to heal >try to get him when he's vulnerable >misstep and fall off the edge