[ WP ] In a life or death situation , A man falls . ( Life or death ? )

It was a clash of wills. That was the best way it could be described. The two fighters were so very different in their styles of fighting, yet neither seemed to be able to overpower the other. One's weapon clashed against the other's, back and forth, an endless dance of deadly steel and deadlier wills. One two three four five strikes. One two three four five evasions, blocks, dodges. 
 
 In the midday sun the two fought, one with a broadsword and a circular shield, a heavily armoured titan; his opponent armed with a thinner rapier, and much more lightly clad. The plate-clad gargantuan charged with a mighty bellow, summoning all his remaining energy. However, the fleet-footed object of his aggression was too quick: he moved just out of the way of the behemoth berserker and, taking advantage of the charger's overextension, inserted his blade into his enemy's back. 
 
 The broadsword-bearer fell.
