Jonny laughed and charged at him, leaving his cursed blade sheathed in his pouch, certain sure he needed nothing more than his fists to deal with Tykyn II, or junior, which was certainly apt.

And they met in battle again
If such it could be called
As Jonny struck
With but a single blow
Felling Tykyn
As if he wasn't
Any trouble at all

Which of course he was
But in name alone
And should have not
But met him so
Or anyone else
Just yet as yet

"Fool, you should have waited until you knew yourself as I know myself. But no, you had to be the hero you aren't. Lucky for you, you're stronger than my blade, or I'd put you out of my misery."