I wanted to punch my brother. I wanted to punch him into oblivion. I wanted to shove him in the mouth of the lion.
The raven arrived and the cloaked man appeared out of the forest like the myths said. My brother placed the shield. It had to be a male who placed the shield for some reason. I thought it was unfair, but my brother just argued.
Finally the cloaked man arrived and handed him the sword. There was no going back now.