Robbed of his birthright, Arthur comes up the hard way in the back alleys of the city. Once he pulls the sword from the stone, he must acknowledge his true legacy…like it or not.
A legend handed down through five or six, And each of these a hundred winters old, From our Lord’s time. And when King Arthur made His Table Round, and all men’s hearts became Clean for a season, surely he had thought That now the Holy Grail would come again; But sin broke out...