the fighter's honor

two fighters had gone four rounds and the fith round was beginning, they locked arms as one of them spoke "we are at the end" he said with a calm demeanor, they had torn each other down and slowly beat each other to a pulp this round was obviously the end.

the other was no better shape but replied "let us show them what we are."

the two began to punch and block as the other refused to go down finally one got hit hit through on the other's chin making him fall as all noise went with him, the end of the fight for one and of life for another everything lost nothing gained for fame left with the victorious heart never to fight again.

filled with regret and torment the victor had a realization that came to mind "life is but a fleeting thing why does one risk it all for a bit of fame that leaves as quickly as it comes" this thought brought him off his chair and his world became that of dispare now he lives one of peace for the brother he knew so shortly but had saved his life.