The Original King Arthur

The Blue Bison

It was horrible.
Everything was demolished, and many were wounded... and sadly, some were even dead.
Sir Bleoberis was walking around within this tragic village.
The knight helped out where he could.
When the wounded were all cared for, and the dead were buried.
Sir Bleoberis now asked what had happened.
" It was massive! " said one.
" It was the pet of the devil, " said another.
" What was strangest, was the fact that it had blue skin...? " said a third.
The knight did not know what to make of the things said.
Sir Bleoberis was not sure of the creature he was dealing with.
But, the knight was sure of the fact that he had to follow the large footprints. Which the creature had  left behind.
The footprints were queer; at best.
It was not that they looked alien. The footprints looked larger than those left behind by a normal bison.
The knight knew that he was not dealing with a normal bison.
As Sir Bleoberis made his way deeper into the woods. He now noticed something strange.
The blue sky was down on the earth, and it was walking behind some trees.
The knight narrowed his eyes, for he could not believe what he was seeing.
The "bison" was blue.
Its strong muscles were all clearly visible. And its horns looked sharper than diamonds.
The knight did not know it, but he was dealing with Blue Babe.
A twig snapping could be heard.
Both the knight and the beast halted. A cold dread now befell the knight, as he realized that it was he who had made the twig snap.
Blue Babe now turned its full attention towards the poor knight.
The creature was getting ready to charge.
Sir Bleoberis knew that Blue Babe had strength, but the creature lacked speed and stamina.
The knight climbed from tree to tree.
Each tree fell, with a single strike from Blue Babe.
The knight jumped from branch to branch, as the trees behind him; all fell.
After what felt like one hundred trees.
The beast finally showed signs of slowing down.
Sir Bleoberis knew that he had to strike.
Jumping from the tree, sword drawn.
Sir Bleoberis came down hard on Blue Babe.
But to the knight's horror and disbelief. His sword had not even made a dent on Blue Babe's thick skin.
Sir Bleoberis held on for life, as Blue Babe tried to shake the knight off its back.
Sir Bleoberis was holding onto the tips of the horns.
As the creature shook more violently, a tip of the horns now broke off.
Thinking quickly, the knight ran the tip straight into the blue bison's skin, penetrating it, at last.
The knight honored the beast, by ensure that its meat did not go to waste.