"Pillagers. Emboldened by the flame of ambition. Have it writ upon thy meagre grave: Felled by King Morgott! Last of all kings." Morgott bellowed as he descended the stairs from the tree.

Morgott's devotion to the Erdtree never wavered. He renounced his omen blood, extracted a portion of it, and sealed it away. The blood that formed Morgott's Cursed Sword caused it to shimmer in shifting hues, and so he encased it in stone and wielded it like a cane, Several horns were removed from his brow line.The precious bairn has a tail and Morgott's general horn pattern. It is wrapped in a small ripped and teared robes, he used his stone covered curved sword as cane as his massive imposing frame finally came into view.

"Wilful traitors, all. Thy kind are all of a piece." Morgott glared at the Tarnished.