Picture this: a lone figure stands amidst the chaos of battle, his black armor gleaming defiantly in the sunlight. As his opponents approach, swords drawn and ready for combat, the Black Knight remains steadfast, his confidence unwavering. And then, with a single swing of his sword, the inevitable happens: “Tis but a scratch!” he declares, his voice echoing across the battlefield. But as the scene unfolds, it becomes abundantly clear that the Black Knight’s definition of a “scratch” may differ slightly from the rest of us mere mortals. With each passing blow, he loses another limb, yet still he refuses to yield, his determination matched only by his absurdity.
As the Black Knight’s limbs pile up around him, one can’t help but marvel at his resilience (or perhaps question his sanity). Despite being reduced to a mere torso, he continues to taunt his opponents, his bravado never wavering. “Come back here and I’ll bite your legs off!” he cries, his words ringing out like a battle cry for the ages. In the end, it’s not the Black Knight’s prowess in combat that leaves a lasting impression, but rather his unyielding spirit in the face of seemingly insurmountable odds.
So here’s to you, Black Knight, you may have lost a few limbs along the way, but your legacy will live on forever in the annals of absurdity.