Last Man Standing, by Hammerfall

I am the one
Who lost control
But in the end I'd be the
Last Man Standing

Glorious
Noble in my mind
Everything a fight to win
Taking all and giving
Whatever my pride would let me
Not backing down, not giving in
I wouldn't lose, I couldn't

I walk alone
With my head held high
Never felt that I belonged
Stand my ground at all costs
Running through life with blindfolds
Just for the right - right to be wrong

Seeing clearer what's at stake
And the things I have to change
I just hope I can, it's not too late
To get a chance to end this pain

Charlie stood on the hill and looked over his troops. Even for a Knight, it had taken a long time to assemble his army. He knew his fallen comrades would be glad to be of service once more, fighting the good fight. And this time…this time he would stay and fight alongside them.

His shame weighed heavily on his shoulders. Just Alice had needed him, and her vassal had ridden bravely into the fray to save her. Charlie hadn't even consciously thought about what he was doing; he just pointed Bill in the opposite direction and rode away at all speed while the Harbinger called for his assistance.

No more! His days of running were through. If today was his day to finally cross over fully to the other side he would do so proudly, in a manner befitting a Knight of the Realm. The Red King had once more set him on the proper path and he was determined to follow it to its end.

It was time to rally the troops and draw out the Queen and her men. It was time to act like a man. Whatever happened now, he knew he was doing the right thing. Finally.

"For Alice of Legend!" he cried.