a lucky Critical hit from monster to BS companion. Lion badly wounds Pitchblack's soul companion. Pitchblack's soul companion dies in a massive fit of convulsions. Pitchblack's soul companion is DEAD, R.I.P. Your soul is killed! Death arrives. Death points at you and states 'YOU. YOU ARE COMING WITH ME.' With a sweep of his huge scythe, you die. Death leaves. That really HURT! You wish your wounds would stop BLEEDING so much! You are knocked off your mount! --- Then even stupid-slow-ass Theresa fumbles -6 hpmax -1 epmax --- Theresa jumps in fright at having seen your face! You feel extremely tired.