The knight walked along with all the offerings to the beast as he caught his first glimpses of the battlefield, rather the borders of the battlefield, at the heart of which, in a closeted,white structure at a very inconspicuous location at a corner, the best lay in wait for them. In another day and a half, his wand would have to mesmerize the beast, cast a spell, maybe similar to a Harry Potter 'Expelliarmus', and evade all the cunning words sputtered by the beast.
The next day the warrior traveled to the abode of knowledge to meet the wise man. He had been the disciple of this marvellous, ever-smiling, wise soul nearly two years back. The wise man took him first to the house of books, then got him a magic potion known to help all at the abode of knowledge. They then proceeded to the pit of serpents and crocs to admire the 'actual beasts' and finally after a short spiritual talk, the wise man had made the knight ready for the task at hand.
The knight returned to his home in the battlefield, to write out his mind for his friends like you to read, truly Mindblogging.
The sun has set, the moon shines upon the land of silent war and upon the rise of the sun the next day, the knight will have put the beast within to a rest. Yet he knows, nothing is taken for granted, and if he fails, he will just be another of those thousands of victims of the beast.
THE KNIGHT AWAITS THE RENDEZVOUS WITH THE BEAST!!
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