![]() ![]() Instant death, as it had been when the Ironclad Soldier pinned me against a wall and pancaked me with his mace as it had been when a swarm of those Alonne Knights advanced upon me as I attempted to retreat to the start of the level, only to backstep once too far and fall into the lava, again as it had been when I spotted the fuzzy glow of a potentially rare item resting on a column below me and inched ever so slightly toward it, so that I might roll off the bridge I was standing on and fall delicately onto this lower platform, allowing me to collect this potentially rare and possibly even crucial item (a new sword? a new piece of armor?) only to miss my mark, and plummet-you guessed it-into the lava. Over several hours I had slogged my way through the Iron Keep, making mental note of the Alonne Knights, the Ironclad Soldiers, the Greatbow Knights-the fucking Greatbow Knights, I couldn’t forget them, not after I’d located what I thought was a peaceful refuge away from the action, only for a javelin-sized arrow to vault through the air and into my sternum, knocking me off the edge, where I plummeted helplessly until I hit the ground, which was also, for what felt like pointedly antagonistic reasons, covered with lava.
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