My armour was weighty upon my shoulders, the old metal clanking as I walked. Striding towards my enemy, sword by my side and shield strapped to my hand as the thunder bellowed and lightning struck the land next to my very foot.

“So we meet again Matthias.” My eyes rolled at the name, if only he knew who he was up against.

“So we do my dearest friend.” My voice dropped with sarcasm.

My eyes narrowed, the only thing visible due to the balaclava and heavy helmet. Slowly I drew my sword up, preparing for the impending fight that would surely ensue any second from now.

Then it began.

He lunged towards me, spear just nicking my ribs in between the layers of chainmail. Swiftly I manoeuvred behind him, his shoulders exposed between the two planes of metal protecting his back. Quickly I raised my sword, and aimed but the dirty, little frog knocked my foot making me lose balance and have to reposition.

“Oh no my little warrior friend! You shall not!” He laughed, manically.

Thunder sounded again and lightning lit up the night sky.

Shall I go on….