The boy stood upright on his noble stallion grasping his weapon in hand tightly with a crucifix in his pocket ready. His battle scared armour barely covered his back, or any part of my body, really.
The unidentified timber creature locked his focus onto the boy. It changed course from the village to the knight. It dragged its legs through the ground over to him “Surrender or die, puny man!” He bellowed deceitfully. “I’d rather die one thousand deaths then surrender.” He replied. “So be it...” The boy leapt off the barely-standing cliff-edge. Bravely, he swung his weapon at the mighty beast. A spark flew onto the timber- creature’s leg. The boy laughed.
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