From across the field I watch you...In full armor, with sword and shield,you defend yourself from the horde of fighting men.Standing alone, you hack indiscriminately,careless of the arms and legs at your feet......everyone is your enemy.I begin to advance slowly,through the ranks of men just waiting for their chance.Clothed in rags and unarmed, I make my way closer,always watching to see if you show signs of tiring......y...