The young man approached cautiously, bright eyes fixated upon the legendary sword buried deep in solid rock. He exhaled slowly, then wrapped his hands firmly around the protruding hilt. Bracing himself against the granite pedestal and summoning every last ounce of strength in his body, the warrior gave an almighty upward heave, until at last the blade sprang free of its earthen scabbard.


The knight victoriously held the holy sword aloft, blade glowing with a dazzling white light. Suddenly, an ethereal voice echoed inside his head.

"Hello, Arthur Pendragon."

"Who... who goes there?"

"Registering user, one moment please..."

"How dost thou know my name?"

"User registration complete."


"Welcome to the Excalibur Automated Combat System, powered by Microsoft Windows. I'm Cortana, and I'm here to help. To get started, please say your command."

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