I didnt quite hear you.
All I could hear was a coward hiding behind threats he cannot complete
How many times have I attacked you to see you running away like all springdalians, I have lost count. Since you last thretained me, however, you have done nothing. Except run away, if that counts
Talk big, little animist.
Written by my hand on the 21st of Cloudburst, in the year 1183.