The apple

Good bye mentor

I stabbed him in the chest with my blade and gently laid him on the floor.
The apple rolled out of his hands, I watched it roll away into the corner of the fountain.
"No this can't be, how did you? The student can't beat the teacher." He says.
"La shai'a waqi'on motlaq bal kollon momken." I mentioned to this ignorant old man.
"I see...go claim your prize." He whispers.
"You hold fire in your hands old man. You should have destroyed it." I say.
"Destroy the only thing that will create true peace after the crusade? You must be joking." He chuckles and also cough.
"Fine then, I will." I get up and walk over to it.