The Soul of Cinder was still as ever, it’s hand forcing the Firelink Greatsword in the ground, the howling winds of the ashen winds that surrounded the two of you both.

The Soul of Cinder, almost subconsciously withdrew the sword from the earth. The Soul of Cinder then turned to you, it’s flame slowly setting aflame as the sun…seems to darken.

The air was hot and smoky, practically unbearable, yet you pushed on. It is time to fully—end the flame. Ready yourself.