The Thorny in The Banner

It was the greatest spectacle around, the grandest of them all Lord Saladin guaranteed only the strongest would stand tall As the guardians waited anxiously, guns loaded, by the hall They knew only one thing and that's their opponents had to fall So off into the arena they went, Lord Shaxx howling in their ear "Control the zones!" His voice boomed loud, announcing for all to hear The grenades were flung from both sides and the first few shots missed near But as long as they had gained the lead, what was there to fear? The guardians held their zones, a few of them lay dead One team then heard from Shaxx, the very words that they dread "Fight back!" The titan urged them on, his anger ringing in their heads Cursing at the veteran from afar, the guardians put their annoyance to bed Then a thorny stopped short, his hand reaching to his belt The humiliation and the losing streak was too much, they had to be dealt He pulled out his beloved, a familiar barrel he felt His opponents scattered all around as their comrade began to melt Smiling with an evil grin, as the guardian dropped to the ground He fire off 6 more shots, it was time to turn things around As his team gathered their courage, his thorn, more guardians it downed It was in those short moments that he thought that victory could be found Again and again, the green bullets flew and gave such deathly manners Shamelessly he strolled through the field, honour no longer mattered As the last few minutes scrolled on by, the opponents' streaks were shattered They all scorned and screamed and shouted at the Bane of the Hive, and the Thorny in The Banner.