Lunatics rave in darkness
with animosity afire between cave walls
when Bors appeared without pause.

The Holy Grail shuttered at the thralls
who made mad dashes for glory
in the form of bursting apart
for thickening the fog of war.

True paladins are not so easily broken
yet here lies Bors sputtering
as more thrall are blown open
and more and more and more keep homing.

Beaten down and bruised,
Bors made one last attempt
until the thrall crushed arms to legs
as the Holy Grail panged on the Labyrinth
awash in the blood of its protectorate.