Sky split and shot a bolt,
The clashing swords resonating with a roar,
The bloodlust in their eyes crumbled,
When the blade pierced through the other.
The victor stood firm, and waited,
For the fallen's agony to be swept away,
He sheathed his weapon and looked at the sky,
And relished the feckless victory at hand.
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