Your skill was unmatched some said, But Herman's steel seemed unbrushed it's just a sport but felt like much more than you admiring his success.

The rapier in his hand seemed so wild but Herman wore a serious look as ever, still his strikes came down like knives, and his advances were unrelenting for the last hours.

The sunset sky, greets the two humbly, But Herman came to win, your chance was crumbly. Hours of fencing, no one shirking.