Some of our landings were desperate adventures.

We are now prepared to meet the inevitable counter-attacks with power and with confidence.

Oh, so that's where the so-called Lord of Blood was hiding himself, eh?

A fitting little squat for that deluded maniac to bleat about the revival of his precious dynasty.

While he turns our fellow tarnished into bloody fingers.

Let him stay there.

That way, his delusions will remain as they are,

distant and unattainable.

But perhaps it's worth looking into.

If what I've heard is right, then maybe.

Ah, my apologies.

Lost myself for a moment there.

This is Gary Butterfield.

This is Cole Ross.

And you're listening to Bonfire Side Chat.

It's a bloody favorite, isn't it?

It is. Yeah yeah the area is blood

the floor isn't lava nope it's blood hmm unlike the lake of rot where it's kind of both

that's i mean the lake of rod is dealer's choice that's kind of everything it's just i would just

call that soup.

Yeah, corrosive soup.

Yeah.

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