foul flaots out of his tomb in a relaxing sitting pose while Nall flaots out annoyed. Foul: lee waiting shall be forbidden. Nall: what the fuck? Foul: looks like we met a new visitor Nall: sigh Foul: visator, we shall kill u and that tha soul that you behold. Nall: we kill em? Foul: we shall kill dee human.