The battle of Jurdan and Lord Azazel

Victory or Death no other way out

Jurdan stood in front of the evil lords dragon, he was going to die fighting for his queen. He was the only man that stood between him and the castle, the armies were clashing while the two generals were going to fight it out. 

"You'll have to get through me to get to the queen azazel! Now get off your beast and fight me like a man" Jurdan shouted so the man could hear him, he knew the lord couldn't refuse such an offer it would hurt his reputation. 

The lord laughed getting off his dragon. "You really think you can defeat me? I will crush you easily and return you to the queen, i will claim whats rightfully mine!" the lord charged jurdan with his lightning weapon in hand. 

Jurdan blocked the mans approach with his shield pushing the man off of him and swinging for his chest, the lord was quicker than jurdan thought. The lord parried his blow, knocking his sword away and swiftly hitting him in the stomach. 

A pulse of electricity went through jurdans body causing him to fall to his knees. "i warned you boy" the lord grinned taking jurdans sword and stabbing him though the throat with it. He chuckled watching jurdan struggle to breath and starting to choke. The lord took the castle with ease taking the throne he rightfully deserved