I proceed to unleash a massive army of soul-eating Undead creatures. Being part-Wither (as I have previously informed), the various Zombies, Skeletons and Wither Skeletons completely ignore me as I watch you get swarmed and flee for your afterlife. I sit atop the hill in the thick of the night, laughing at your predicament. Especially at the Wither Skeletons. Pro tip-they don't burn in daylight. Heehee.

MY HILL!!!