WHICH RECOUNTS THE CLOSE AND DRAMATIC DUEL BETWEEN THE KNIGHT OF THE WHITE MOON AND THE VALIANT DON QUIXOTE (after battle)

And the victor...

…….

... Who won?

'Twas...

... neither.

The duel ended in a draw, a highly irregular occurrence.

Then, did you resume your duel then and there?

Nay. As great as I may have been as an adventurer, in my heart was no such vicious ruthlessness, for I knew the significance of clemency.

I asked thusly to the Knight.

"For three suns and three moons have we dueled, and fatigue hath set in for many. Why not lay rest to thy blade for a moment and recover?"

"Should we continue to duel in this state, the countless spectators shan't get their much-needed rests, no? 'Tis too cruel to force them to forgo sleep only to see the outcome of this duel."

"Wouldst thou not agree, Rocinante?"

... Um...

Rocinante replied.

"Y... yes, your worship?"

Or...

"No response. It's just a pair of shoes..."

Or maybe... this is what Rocinante said.

"I..."

"... was wondering when this dumb, pointless battle would come to an end."

"I have prepared some refreshments, so why don't the two of you enjoy them together or something?"

Thus the long duel came to an end.

So, is it really true that no one claimed victory in this battle? Did it truly end in a draw?

The duel...

... was indeed a draw. Highly irregular in tales of mine adventures. A brief truce, if thou wilt.

Yet! I must claim that, when it comes to technicalities, the true victor was myself! Upon our final clash, my bla - my lance was pressing forcefully upon the Knight's blade.

Still, with a heart of boundless generosity, I offered the Knight a chance to parlay with me a truce.

So you did.

Now that you've compromised on this truce with no promised end date... what happened thereafter?

We... became friends.

Hm. A friendship forged in a clash of blades. It is a clichéd trope, for how rare it is in reality.

Then did your wish come true, just as the Knight had so boldly proclaimed?

P... perchance...?