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

I drank deeply from the waterskin as my squire fastened the straps on my helmet. All around me, my comrades cheered and chanted my name. Today's duel, would decide the fate of the war and I intended to win. 
 
 I raised my spear and shield and marched towards the front lines. The cheering grew louder and louder as I passed. 
 
 I burst through the front lines to face my opponent, but nearly dropped my spear in shock. I was not facing the mighty Achilles, but Odysseus instead. He sat on a nearby rock sharpening his sword. 
 
 I was enraged. How dare the Greeks not send their best warrior. This was an insult, a travesty. 
 
 I began to charge, enraged by the slight to my honor. Odysseus raised himself and lifted his sword. 
 
 Suddenly, I began to feel weak. I lost my footing and stumbled. What was wrong. Then I remembered the water: poison. 
 
 Odysseus began to slowly walk towards me. I lunged with my spear, but he easily deflected it. 
 
 `` The mind is a warrior's most powerful weapon,'' Odysseus said, plunging his sword into my chest. `` And mine just defeated yours.''
