Whack! The glove stung the side of his cheek. The challenge was issued, the time was decided, and the two opponants stood face to face, glaring each other in the eye. Slowly they circled one another, swords raised.
(Ok Dad, we’re done now. You can be alive. Dad? Dad!??! ) The hero realizes that though he has conquered the Evil Baron, the Baron is in fact his father. He lifts his head in sorrow and issues a wail of grief. (He really did start crying when Paul didn’t move, it was rather funny)
(If I hug you, will you be okay?)
He pulls the sword from his father’s side and as he lays his head upon his chest, sorrowing, the mighty giant of a baron moves. He’s alive! He has not been slain, but merely wounded.
Alas, the evil duke is too far corrupted, and in a final act of insanity and fury he attacks the young hero, laughing wickedly, “Mua ha ha ha!”
(hee hee Dad, that tickles!)