Knights, and Kings.

    The sword came down like thunder. I jolted back, took one swift strike. It was slow-motion in my mind, even though it only lasted a second. Red scarlet drops flying in the sky, then a simple thud as the corpse hit.

We are all cruel, us knights. They say that are sins will be forgiven. I suppose it is true for us. The kings on the other hand are not so lucky. Kings are beyond cruel. The blood on their hands is beyond our comprehension.