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There was a tumultuous roar from the crowd as the Black Knight rode into the Knights compound in full armor. He dismounted, dropped the reins of his horse and with great swagger, strode into the sign-in tent. You could hear his voice outside of the tent as he yelled, "I want Sir SonicCelt. Where is this so called champion, is he afraid to face the Black Knight?"
The soldiers that were doing the signing in, were quite intimidated.
They tried to ask if he had a squire, to which he roared, "I will not be here that long, I wish to fight Sir SonicCelt."

A runner had informed King Arthur that the Black Knight had arrived and was demanding to fight Sir SonicCelt first.

The King sent word that the Black Knight must go in order or would not be allowed to participate in the tournament.

The soldier receiving this message, said in a meek voice, "King Arthur said you must go in order Sir Black Knight and the Knight from the Kingdom of FastSize that has broken the rules and killed his first opponent, is to be your first match."

The Black Knight demanded to know where this Knight was, so he could quickly dispatch him and then fight Sir SonicCelt.

The surf's had removed the body of the dead Knight and raked the arena so as to be ready for the next match.

The Black Knight sat astride his huge black horse, his black armor and shield glowing with a dark, reddish hue. His monstrous lance at the ready.
From his saddle hung the great spiked mace and at his side the mighty broadsword.
The Knight from the Kingdom of FastSize, facing this huge opponent from the opposite end of the arena did his best to quell the shaking of his hands and to hide his nervousness.
He readied his lance.
The Match judge dropped his flag and with trumpets sounding they charged.
The Black Knight's lance struck first with a resounding clang against the FastSize Knight's shield tearing it like paper and throwing the Knight from his horse in a big arc, at least 10 meters backwards.
The Black Knight slowly rode around the wall and looked at the Knight trying to gain his footing.
The Knights squire ran to the knight, handed him his torn shield, mace and broadsword.
The Black Knight dismounted, to the applause of the crowd, unhooked his mace from his saddle and strode to the dazed Knight. The Knight made a feeble attempt to swing his broadsword , succeeding only to have it clang harmlessly off the thick armor.
With one mighty swing, the Black Knight hit the Knight in the helmet, removing it and the Knights head in one blow. He then remounted his horse and yelled, "I WANT SIR SONIC CELT."

The crowd was stunned, the rules were to fight to submission. That the Black Knight had killed, nay, decapitated his opponent so ruthlessly, was both exciting and sickening.

Sir Sonic, not yet dressed in his armor, had watched the match with King Arthur on his podium.
Sir Sonic, now having second thoughts, about his ability to defeat such a monstrous beast, turned to the king and said, "I shall go prepare myself to fight, your highness. Is the plan ready and the Princess in her place?"
The King assured him that Princess Susan was in position and wished him God speed and again warned him that he must turn his horse as the arrow was launched.