Tales From October Volume II

Yet the fearful state
Would no good but do him
As yes a strordinaire
So he gritted his teeth
And took a deep strong breath
Before he further slumped he did

"Later, there's no need to rush this. It feels like bad news and after the day I've had, with a fight I clearly lost and a draw in the next, I don't need more bad news."

"You fought?"

And up into view
Good Friday was
From shrunk so small
To metal so tall
In the blink of an eye
Yes there he stood
Looking angry hard

"Well, nice of you to show up Friday. It would have been nice if you'd told me you weren't going to be around today."

And it would have been better for you not to have fought at all, yet you did."

"I'm a strordinaire now Friday, to not have fought with the life of a woman in the balance would have marked me as a coward."

"I see."

"No, you don't. You weren't there, I was. And losing as I did is leagues better than knowing I let a woman die because I'd yet to fight a single fight as a strordinaire and was worried about being beaten."