[ WP ] Describe a single strike by the greatest warrior in all the land .

In a valley, standing almost five paces apart, two men studied each other. The first was young, evident by his swagger, and tall, standing a full head taller than his opponent. He was clad in a resplendent suit of armor that shined as though it had never been used. The sunlight made it seem more flame than armor. His breastplate was wrought of the finest metal and his gauntlets were inscribed with patterns of old, but nothing held a candle to the blade in his hand. The jewel in its pommel was the finest any had ever seen, its cross guard was crafted in the shape of wings and inlaid with precious metals, and the blade shown had a distinctly golden tint when viewed from the right angle. This was Storm-Bringer, one of the seven Great Legendary Blades. It was infamous for its ability to rend the land around Entire fields torn up, cities laid bare. The inscription on the blade read, * “ He who holds this blade wields the power of the god of thunder. ” * 
 
 The second man wasn ’ t much to look at. He was graying and diminutive. He wore a dull, brown, leather jacket, with loose fitting pants, held up by a well-worn belt and fraying sandals. His head was covered by a straw hat that seemed as though it was going to fall apart at any moment. The only noticeable thing about him was the sheathed sword he held in his left hand. The scabbard and the handle were made of Blackwood, with no determinable seem between the two. 
 
 The first man spoke, “ Surely you know me, old man. Even if you did not, this blade is known throughout the world. Come now, are you truly going to throw your life away over something as petty as a spilled drink? ” 
 
 “ A spilt drink I may forgive, ” the second replied, “ but threatening innocents is something I can not tolerate. ” 
 
 “ Shame, ” the first said, as he raised Storm-Bringer. Clouds filled the sky, the winds rose, the thunder roared and the lightning crashed. The earth in front of him was sundered when Storm-Bringer fell and dust clouded the man ’ s vision. When he vision had cleared, he gazed in wonder at what he had wrought. Trees had been torn from the ground and stones flung far from their resting places. There was a deep gouge in the earth, and standing next to it was the second man, with a look of pity on his face. 
 
 “ How? ” 
 
 “ Man makes the blade, the blade does not make the man. ” 
 
 The confusion was clearly written on the first man ’ s face, but as blackness clouded his vision and he began to fall backwards, he saw the unnaturally flat mountain top behind him. Just before he slipped into the void, he understood. 

