The knight, the duke and the lady

Man on man

It been a while now and there's not many knights left on each side.
"Benjamin let's take this guy down together! Come on." Says Micky. Micky and I go to each side of the weak man. His eyes frightened, his lips trembling. It's a horrible feeling having to kill someone for your own safety. If I were god I would make the world more peaceful. Micky and I grab one of the mans arms each. I didn't realise how scared you would be if you were this close to death. The poor man is shaking with fear and kicking his legs.
"I'm so sorry." I say. "If only there were world peace."
"You ready Ben?" Micky screams.
"3..."
"2...."
"1..." buts there's no god, but Micky laying on the floor with a sword through his back. The man who is now sword less stands behind me. I drop his team mate and charge at him. He tries to run but trips and falls over a branch. With in a matter of seconds he's covered in the most horrible amount of guilt. He's laying on the floor. Not breathing. Not moving. Nothing. I look around to see my other team mates. But they're not there. I look at the other team and they only have one more person to. The weak man. It is up to me to protect my country. I charge at him but he cannot run. Oh lord what do I do. He looks so scared I don't want to end his life, but I have to. Oh lord please help me.