Nnacheta Iloabanafor Monologue

I though it was a dream when from a far i hear the dauntless King Arthur fighting with his troops. Dressed in royalty with his Exclalibur showing honor and power. His courage was profound with the heart to fight along his troops in a deadly battle. In the midst of all the commotion King Arthur and Mordred are face to face and in no hesitation King Arthur kills his son now regarded a traitor with a thrust of a spear under his shield.