The weapon did the unthinkable. It tore straight through the so called "indestructible armour" of the knight like a bullet through ballistic gel. However as it exited through the head it began to fragment. Crumble. Destabilise. Godrick rose twitching once more. A large hole punched clean through the right side of the helm. Hollow. Armour protecting dust and the void. The tones rang out a sharp noise followed by dull, monotonous rhythmic droning of the knell, for all to hear, and then...the voices.
"Harrowed stars. Hallowed Iron. The lidless eye peers. The deceiver stands forth, living yet, everlasting. Now. kill, servant of purity."