Moonspear for the life i took from you, my king

what arturus believed was a sure thing, and what reality saw befit to address as a sure thing, were two very contrasing matters. arcturus, carried by the wings of sure victory, sailed plumb by the spot hydra had previously occupied, his devillish grin swept away by surprise.

it was not the only thing swept away -- his feet, of their own seeming accord, were out from under him as hydra's dark arm slid past. he landed on his back in a silently stunned heap, blue eyes fixing wildly on the dark shade that had bested him.