A boy then fought a villain black, on shadowed steed with shadowed tack; and when he thought his end was near he heard a whisper in his ear. "Courage, courage, little one. Fight until this villain's done. And should you fall unto his blade, then this day was a hero made." So he fought the villain black on shadowed steed with shadowed tack. He fought till he could not fight back, the shadowed steed, the villain black. And as the villain fell to die he looked the boy clear in the eye. "You boy, a hero be, for with thine sword you conquered me."