"What a seriously disgusting ability you've got," I groaned, as I evaded an arrow-like projectile of blood.
These attacks will probably be rendered ineffective if I don't dodge, but still, I'd rather not get splattered by this bloody cocktail of several people's, well, blood...
"Hahaha, how straight-laced! You find my desecration of the dead disgusting, don't you? Don't you, don't you, don't you!?" Cackled the Wight, as he continued firing blood projectiles at me.
"Nah, I don't really care about that...I was referring to the stench, actually," I responded dryly, before using Cut to get rid of an incoming projectile.
"Ohh, don't be ridiculous! This scent...this beautiful scent! It's the most wonderful, wonderful, wonderful scent ever!"
Okay, talking to this guy is a waste of time...I'll just kill him and be done with it already. Creepy-ass freak. And I'm not referring to his appearance, I'm strictly talking about his personality.
