[BreakABone]

I have put myself under a time constraint to start writing for NaNo so let's hope I get this done in time. And everyone gets like a month to catch up/re-read.
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Nighthawk shook his fist while his foe showed little signs of damage; he felt every blow. "I can already guess the answer, but I figured it is worth a shot. Is it possible for you to tell me the rules so... you know this is a more even fight?" Nighthawk asked rather coyly.

"I could... but really there would be no fun in that," the strange fellow gave him a knowing grin, "I'll tell you what though. I will share with you one VERY important rule. One that I am only sharing because you will have to deal with it... in let's say however long this speech takes me to finish. And as we have both learned today, I have quite the flair for delivering long speeches. I guess that's what happens when you spend most of your time in isolation. You yearn for human connection in whatever form you can get. Yeah, I have a ton of power, but what good is it if no one knows it. I guess when you go on your rampage they will learn to fear my wrath... you know. Anyhow... where was I. Ahh yeah that one rule you need to know. More than anything else, I want this to be ingrained into your mind and I will know," he pointed to the walls around them, "what happens to YOU in here effects you out there. Sadly that same rule does not apply to me. Ha ha ha ha. So when I punch you... you feel it. When I scratch you... marks will be left. And WHEN you die... you get the picture."

Nighthawk was a little taken aback by the news. When one fights, he fights with all his passion so that he can win, but when one is handicapped so easily it is difficult not to feel lost. Nighthawk was not sure why those words ran through his mind. They were as clear as the sun was bright, but he never remembered hearing them before.

Now Nighthawk was left in a dilemma. After their last encounter, he was pretty certain that nothing did damage to this almost dragon like creature, but to stand and get pummeled would certainly lead to his demise.

He thought back to his days in the yard when he and Bube would slay foul beasts with their makeshift cardboard sword which always found them at the right moment. As he thought about it, a weapon, not of cardboard but metal, descended from the sky.

"Drat!" The strange dragon man shouted. "I guess you have figured out another one of the rules."

In all honesty, Nighthawk had not he was rather perplexed on how the sword arrived there. However, he would not shy away from his gift. He extended his hand and pulled the sword down. He could feel the power circulate through his body.

Now the stories of King Arthur and his sword ran through Nighthawk's mind. In his mind, he vividly saw the round table and all of those loyal men who pledged their lives to Arthur.

A sound from behind him forced Nighthawk to jump out of his boots. He turned around to find a legion of men armed with swords and bows on horseback.

One of the gentleman in the front of the line spoke to Nighthawk, "We are at your command our master!"

Nighthawk looked on proudly and he finally got it. This was his mind whatever he could think of would become reality as long as he could focus on it long enough.

His moment of triumphant was interrupted by a slow,methodical and very sarcastic round of applause. "So you finally figured out the rule, but it still does you no well as you can't hurt me."

"I may not be able to, but he will!" Nighthawk focused again on the memory of he and Bube playing in the yard. Now he focused on the imaginary armour that they created for themselves. It was fire-proof to protect them from the dragon's breath. It had gills to allow them to swim into the deepest parts of the ocean. It repelled magic because you just never know. And it featured a very special mask in the shape of a hawk. It was how he got his nickname all those many years ago.

"I see I am not the only one showing my true form now. Shall we?"

"We shall!"

Nighthawk ready his men while the strange dragon like fellow grew to the size of a building.

"Up here!"

"Charge!"
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