"This is the longest fight I've ever participated in, Dalamar. We are even once again. This time, I promise you, the pendulum shall swing my way and not return."
Sabaron utters a short prayer to his god, asking for the strength to keep on fighting. "Curse his undying, tireless body", he thinks. Then his face lights up. Sabaron's hand goes to his sword, and in the blink of an eye he has it out in front of him. He lunges at Dalamar, trying to impale his undead foe.
"You won't be the first undead I've buried!"
The fang dominates the village; shields the terror of the fires as it poetically defends against the onslaught of the mire!