The Wraith And The Paladin
Corruption in it's purest form, the very face of death;
Wraith foul and wraith evil, poison in it's breath.
Haunting eyes glow like lanterns, drawing peasants to their doom,
Pulling countless victims into the deep black gloom.
But courageous paladin, defender of the light,
Has come to free the village this night!
Brandishing his blade and raising his shield,
Surely it will be the wraith who yields!
They face each other on the top of the hill where the wraith made it's home,
The paladin is truly stoic, his visage set in stone.
The wraith's attacks ...