[u]With a shunk, your blade plunges deep into Deaths torso. Unwavering, death slashes at your hand, cutting it off in a stroke. He kicks you onto the ground and takes out his scythe.[/u]
[i]It was an honor fighting you. I enjoyed this fight to the fullest extent. Sadly, it can't last forever. I'm going to end it here.[/i]
[u]Black mist starts to pour from Death's wounds and joints, forming black wings and a dark cloak. The wings flutter anxiously, as if they anticipate what is about to happen. Death starts to say a strange rhyme that calms you down, as if he is lulling you to sleep. [/u]
[i]I am the one who reaps, the one who stalks the hallows. I am the one who stalks the dead, and brings them into the shadows.[/i]
[u]Death approaches you slowly, muttering this mantra over and over.[/u]
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