The White Knight

Sir Matthew was trying to hit Sir-Lady Dahalag, but he was failing, even though Dahalag was wearing a blindfold.

Matthew fell to his knees, as sweat was dripping from his body.

" How… are… you… so good? " he uttered, as he was exhausted.

" If you think that I am good, then you should meet my mother; she could give Queen Ruhtra a run for her money " said Dahalag with a smile.

" Who is your mother? "

" Sir-Lady Tolecnal "

" Really?! " said Sir Matthew, surprised, as he also remembered how Tolecnal; easily took down the White Wendigo-god.

" Wow… " uttered Sir Matthew.

Sir-Lady Dahalag just smiled.

The two of them now saw and heard a knight, dressed in pure white armor, walk up towards them.

Sir-Lady Dahalag noticed the crest on the knight's shield; it was the Lake Arms: Argent, three bendlets gules.

" Who are you? " asked Dahalag, as she could not see the knight's face.

The White Knight was quiet.

The knight then drew forth his sword.

" It is rather rude to challenge me to a fight, when you have not even given me your name " said Dahalag.

The White Knight remained quiet.

" I see " said Sir-Lady Dahalag, as she drew forth her sword.

" If you will not, then I shall. I am Sir-Lady Dahalag, and I shall be your foe, White Knight "

Sir Matthew stood aside, as the battle began.

One blow after another, could be seen and heard.

Matthew thought that it was like watching a play.

Sir-Lady Dahalag and the White Knight both looked like they were dancing; by the way they were fighting.

" Amazing… " uttered Sir Matthew with envy and respect.

The battle continued on, but not because a victor could not be determined, but because the two knights were having fun.

" Your style of fighting reminds me of my mothers " said Sir-Lady Dahalag.

But the White Knight still remained quiet.

Dahalag sighed.

" Very well, allow me to finish this " said she, as she finished off the White Knight; who fell to the earth; mortally wounded.

Sir-Lady Dahalag looked at the White Knight- who was still wearing his helmet.

She shook her head, and placed the fallen knight on a boat, to be taken to Nolava- by the Sir of the Sea.