Famine tried to swing his fist into my chest to knock me off of my horse, but I ducked under the blow and rode straight past him. He turned and charged at me again, so I turned and held my sword at the ready. Famine galloped across the field towards me, and as he did I kicked my horse into a gallop as well. He brought his fist back to hit me again, but I stabbed out with my sword, hitting Famine in the chest with such a force it knocked him off of his horse to the ground. He hit the ground on his back and skidded through the grass, and I dismounted my horse. My cape billowed behind me as I stalked towards him, gripping the hilt of my sword tightly in my right hand. "You'll die for this." Famine said as he tried to crawl backwards. "Oh I won't die." I said, pointing the tip of my sword at his throat. For the first time ever, I saw something I never thought I'd see come across the face of one of the Four Horsemen: a pale look of fear. I kicked him in the head as hard as I could, leaving him unconscious on the ground. I turned to the battle, and saw my troops fighting valiantly against Famine's army. Their shield wall had held, and Famine's troopers continued to try and hack their way through it, with no success. Famine's troopers formed an offensive spike formation with spears and swords at the front and charged, hoping to break the lines of the shield wall. They slammed through and the first three ranks of the spike made it through, with minimal losses to my forces. The shield wall reformed behind the three ranks, and the angered soldiers of mine quickly dispatched of the three ranks, while the shield wall held out strong against Famine's army. They were unable to breach the shield wall, so my forces, led by Inekwar, pushed forward, killing any of Famine's troopers that neared them. Famine's army was reduced from 2 000 to a mere 150, so the remaining 150 turned and fled the field, seeing that their commander was defeated, and that my forces were superior. I met with Inekwar at the conclusion of the battle, and gave him a nod of respect. "Good work." I said. My sword was now in its sheath, and my hands were clasped behind my back. "I learned from the best." Inekwar replied, a compliment to me. I nodded, and the soldiers buried the dead soldiers, both friend and foe. After the burials were completed, we all turned and left the field, leaving Famine lying on the grass surrounded by graves.