What the fuck did you just fucking throw at me, you little bokoblin? I’ll have you know I graduated top of my class in the Hylian Royal Guard, and I’ve been involved in numerous secret raids on the Yiga Clan, and I have over 300 confirmed Lynel kills. I am trained in horseback warfare and I’m the top archer in the entire Hyrulean Army. You are nothing to me but just another bokoblin horn. I will wipe you the fuck out with precision the likes of which has never been seen before on this plateau, mark my fucking words. You think you can get away with throwing that rock at me on the cliffside? Think again, fucker. As we speak I am contacting my secret network of horse stables across Hyrule and your Boko Club is being traced right now so you better prepare for the Song of Storms, you filthy dodongo bongo-bongo. The song that wipes out the pathetic little thing you call your life. You’re fucking dead, kid. I can teleport anywhere, anytime, and I can kill you in over seven hundred ways, and that’s just with my soup ladle. Not only am I extensively trained in swordsmanship, but I have access to the entire arsenal of the Divine Beasts and I will use it to its full extent to wipe your miserable ass off the face of the continent, you little shit. If only you could have known what unholy retribution your little “clever” attack was about to bring down upon you, maybe you would have dropped your fucking rock. But you couldn’t, you didn’t, and now you’re paying the price, you goddamn idiot. I will shit fury all over you and you will drown in it. You’re fucking dead, kiddo.