Time to bleed

“That thing was too big to be called a sword”

The ol’ 2-in-1 cauterizing ointment

Sacred Tears give your flask a heck of a kick

Smells like death

Thou must saveth thy Smithing Stones for these armaments

Can’t miss a second

Here we go again

If he counts in Latin, time to start packin’

Look good 𝗈̶𝗋̶ and die trying

Enough power to take down a dragon

It always stops at the worst time

Awaken the Let Me Solo Her in you!

Don’t forget to bow and Praise the Sun