What the fuck did you just fucking say about me, you little hollow? I’ll have you know I graduated top of my class in the Rosaria's Fingers, and I’ve been involved in numerous secret raids on Anor Lando, and I have over 300 confirmed PVP kills. I am trained in roll warfare and I’m the top ganker in the Arena. You are nothing to me but just another Ember. I will lagstab you with precision the likes of which Lordran has never seen before, mark my fucking words. You think you can get away with r1 spamming? Think again, fucker. As we speak I am contacting my secret network of fellow gankers across Lordran and your Soul Sign is being traced right now so you better prepare for the Firestorm, Beanpole. The Pyromancy that wipes out the pathetic little thing you call your life. You’re fucking dead. I can be anywhere, anytime with my Red Eye Orb, and I can kill you in over seven hundred ways, and that’s just with my Caestus. Not only am I extensively trained in buff combat, but I have access to the entire arsenal of Blacksmith Andre and I will use it to its full extent to wipe your miserable soul off the face of the servers, you casul. If only you could have known what occult retribution your little “clever” magic spam was about to bring down upon you, maybe you would have black crystaled out. But you couldn’t, you didn’t, and now you’re paying the price, you "MLG Pro". I will Black Flame all over you and you will drown in it. You’re fucking dead, hollow.