From Battlefield to Fairway

Medieval knight charges across a battlefield in full armor, but with every stride

pieces fall away until he's stripped down to nothing. By the time he reaches the edge of war,

the chaos fades into pristine fairway grass glowing in golden hour light. His sword morphs

into a driver mid-swing. The battlefield becomes a golf course. No more fighting for survival,

just chasing birdies. Same warrior mentality, different arena. Golf isn't just a game,

it's where battles are won with precision instead of violence. The armor came off but the fight never

left. Every round is still war, just quieter.