~The BATTLE~

It was up on the hill in the misty fog,
When he pulled out his sword to fight.
There would be a great deal of blood in this armored clash,
It would go on for most of the night.

You could see by the look in his sea green eyes,
That the man was willing to die.
When the fight was done and his armor destroyed,
He would get on his horse and ride.

In the village below, there was one single thing,
That the Knight could not overthrow.
He's a demon from hell, with a quick sharp sword,
And he'll slice you from head to toe.

But the day finally came when they had to meet,
In the valley of souls they would fight.
Then the life of one soul in blood and steel
Would be lost this long painful night.

When the last sword was whirled and the screaming done,
The Knight laid the demon to rest.
He stood and looked, his feet on the ground,
He knew he has past the test.

He beat the Knight of Destruction, leading his warriors on.
The Knight of Destruction, leaving dead when the deed was done.