A wicked smile crosses your face. You have a sword... you can beat
this goon!
The horseman now seems afraid. Very afraid.
You shoot forewards, and quickly dispose of the dark horseman.
Your whole body is shaking, being that this was the first time you
ever killed something... you feel strangly guilty, even though the
horseman that you killed obviously was evil and wanted to harm you.
You also feel exited. You killed a highly trained evil dude! And you
never had battle training in your life!