Kain
By: Silverlining

Armor-clad dragoon with bloody spear in hand,
Skull of a dragon upon his head.
Kneel for a moment in silver-toed boots,
Then take to the skies in your graceful dance.
Touch the stars and frolic among the clouds,
Become a blurring mass as you fall.
A whistling sound heard as you descend.
Enemy smote as you land!