The knight of Flowers saluted（nodded to） the king, rode (trotted) to the far end（back end) of the list, and couched（lowered） his lance, ready. Ser Gregor brought his animals to the line, fighting with the reins. And suddenly it began. The Mountain's broke (began) in a hard gallop (leap/dash/started to bolt), plunging (dashing) forwards wildly, while the mare charged (marched) as smooth as a flow of silk. Ser Gregor wrenched (tug, pull, jerk, wrest, heave, twist, pluck, grab, seize, snatch, force) his shield into position, juggled with (managed/ handled) his lance, and all the while (meanwhile/ at the same time) fought (struggled/ barely holding) to hold his unruly mount on a straight line (under control/ in his power/ at his will), and suddenly Loras Tyrell was on him (won him over), placing (laying) the point of his lance just there, and in an eye blink the mountain was falling. He was so huge that he took his horse down with him(brought his horse down with him) in a tangle of steel and flesh.(snarl, mass, knot, mesh, mishmash.)
