[ from afar, the sound of the horse hooves slamming into the ground booms louder. the dark silhouette of the headless rider races toward them in the distance, prepared to mow them down. vergil steps ahead and pulls out his blade. all the while cracks form in the ground in front of him, tree roots springing out from the spaces. ]
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[ from afar, the sound of the horse hooves slamming into the ground booms louder. the dark silhouette of the headless rider races toward them in the distance, prepared to mow them down. vergil steps ahead and pulls out his blade. all the while cracks form in the ground in front of him, tree roots springing out from the spaces. ]
If you fail, we're both dead.
[ so don't mess it up, or get any ideas. ]