Classic 5, 7, 5 format, show us what you got; I'll get it started:
Alive at the end
Bumping, evading, missing
Mounted Archery
Better than myself
Footwork, feinting, striking true
My armor still wins
I cannot adapt
Your movements confuse my wits
Glad I have a shield
I have him running
Nowhere to go, he turns, shoots
Mortymor tricked me