Battle Scene

from p. 373, MY NAME IS RED:

"On the third day of a confrontation between Persian and Turanian armies fully equipped in armor and weaponry and arrayed at the foot of Mount Hamaran, the Tunisians sent thewily Shengil into the field to learn the identity of a mysterious Persian who'd killed a great Turanian warrior on each of the previous two days," I began. "Shengil challenged the mysterious warrior, and he accepted. The armies, their armor glimmering brightly in the afternoon sun, watched with bated breath, The armored horses of the two warriors engaged each other with such speed that sparks flew from the clash of metal singed the hides of the horses which gave off smoke. The fight was a lengthy one. The Turanian shot arrows; the Persian fell the Turanian after catching him by the tail of his steed. He then chased after Shengil who was trying to escape, and grabbed him by his armor from behind before taking him by the neck. As he accepted his defeat, the Turanian, still curious about the identity of the mysterious warrior, asked without hope what everybody has wondered for days, 'Who are you?' 'To you,' replied the mysterious warrior, ' my name is Death.' Tell them, my friends, who was he?"

"The legendary Rustem," said Butterfly with glee.