Schooling the White Knight

I marched straight out from the umbrella shelter onto the parquet floorboards, ready to give the White Knight the schooling you talked about! Looming near the sofa base was a stray white plastic chess knight, tall and pale. I locked my boots into a combat stance, gripped my wooden sword with both hands, and raised my black tin shield. With a booming shout of '¡Justicia!', I swung the varnished wood blade with all my power. Clack! The white knight spun backward and toppled flat against the polished floor. El Dragón Negro takes the victory, and that rival officially learned his lesson!bro just sent his friend