Comparing The Wolf And The Black Knight

The Wolf and the Black Knight Long, long ago where armour was worn, and swords were drawn. There was a man in black and a man in white. The man known as the Black Knight, stood over six feet tall, wielding a sword even bigger than himself. He was alone and had no company. Enjoying his own company. Enjoyed violence and often indulged such gruesome events. The man in white, known as The Wolf was a polar opposite, he was skinny, pale and wielded a silver rapier. He had his own pack of loyal soldiers, fought for power and a future for him and his pack. As for the black knight, he fought as a mercenary for reward in order to survive the world as he explored endlessly.

There was one day the man in black had encountered three individuals upon their horses. Considered enemies. Knowing the knight, he sought violence yet again, and charged. He was eventually pinned and soon the Wolf had arrived. The knight had realized who he has really encountered. “From now on. You will be mine.” The Wolf had said to the Black Knight. The knight resisted, but in mere seconds the Wolf had pierced the very center of his chest like a wolf lunging itself towards its prey ever so lightly, and thus, the knight slowly lost his consciousness.

Hours passed and the knight had woken up in a tent.
Where had the Black Knight gone? Desperate for power, the Wolf and his pack attempted raid the King's castle. Without the battle prowess of the Black Knight they were quickly slaughtered by the King’s loyal knights, and the Wolf was captured and sent to the dungeon. The few soldiers that survived the failed attack sought for the Black Knight. Weeks had passed when they heard of a man wielding a giant sword who drifted from town to town challenging the strongest fighters. They knew that this was the man they were looking for. After finding the Black Knight, they told him everything that had happened. He was greatly concerned and knew what he had to do