Lyric

They cleared the square before I arrived

Good. More room to run him down

My shield fills half the street

This blade has split men twice his size

The girl behind him looks afraid

At least she understands

He makes a sword from empty air

Fine. I brought enough

One clean charge

All my weight behind it

He'll move

He has to move

I brought enough—

A wall on my arm

An edge in my hand

Every trick that kept me alive

So why won't he give me one step?

Why does he look like he's waiting?

I brought enough

I know I did

The first black blade leaves his hand

My shield throws up a yellow curve

The hit rolls through stone

But the light stays whole

Then something long comes low

I brace for the sweep—

No, it climbs

My feet are late

Air breaks where my head was

That should have worked

The charge, the wall, the angle—

That should have worked

Sand buys half a breath

I drive my sword into his

Once. Again

No crack

No mark

Not even the courtesy of strain

He trades one black edge for two

And I stop counting hands

Then he catches mine barehanded

Like I handed it to him

I brought enough—

Armor on bone

Stone underfoot

A road behind me if this went wrong

So why am I the one giving ground?

Why is he still only watching?

I brought enough

I thought I did

He reaches for one ring

Just one

The pressure changes first

My sword knows first

It slips from my hand

My knees follow

Say something useful

Offer the blade. The shield

Don't look at the girl

Don't look up

He says no

Or maybe the hand says it

That's enough

Now run

I didn't bring enough

Not for that bare hand

Not for one small motion

That turned the square against me

I came here filling every doorway

Now all I want is one

I didn't bring enough

I never knew what enough meant

Mud takes my heels

The square stretches

No footsteps behind me

That's worse

My legs forget the next step

The shield lands first

Then everything goes quiet