The Battle Has Begun.
Sir Gervaise was about to charge into the conflict of battle. The only noise he could hear was the breathing of his horse and the galloping of his hooves.
His heart beat quickly, his vision dimmed, he only had one image in his mind: his enemy.
He could see his knights charging forward on their gallant steeds, he could see them lunging their horses into the wall of spears and pikes.
As he neared the line himself, his senses became keener and more distinct. His horse leaped over the barrier of shields, pikes, and spears.
He was in the midst of the bloody conflict.
The battle had begun.
~ Long life and fair health to you~
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