you fall in the hard dry dirt of the sparing grounds, the descendant of the Red Knight standing above you, strong and powerful as always, and you, in the dirt, the last descendent of the Green Knight, whose family was shatterd long ago, with no memory of your history or your name, no training and no pride Red Knight: Is this realy the best that the Greeen Knights could give after all this time in silence?
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