The field is clear
Two men staring at each other
Hands reaching for their weapons
The Sun and Moon start to Eclipse.
The men charge at one and another
Their metal is tested
What do the two men see in the mist of battle?
The first blood
Has been drawn
What is going on in their heads?
The wounded thoughts of revenge?
Thoughts of his loved ones?
Their blades Clash
A smirk appears on the wounded
As his blade
Shatters shards of bloody metal
Into his opponents
What is going on in the head of the killed?
Thoughts of his past?
Thoughts of those who shall weep?
Thoughts of battles that shall never happen?