Royal Beat Down! (Rewritten)

An aura of infernal flames enveloped the looming figure of the Ash-King as he strode toward Dave. The unfortunate demons in the king's path were simultaneously crushed and incinerated to blackened smears on the ground as the king thundered across the battlefield toward the draugr.

"Ah fuck!" Dave cursed as the Ash King closed on the hapless draugr.

The demon materialized a fire lance in his hand and stabbed at the pestiferous undead. Just before the fiery weapon struck Dave the Undead King appeared in a burst of umbral smoke and swung his black sword at the spear, deflecting the attack. There was an echoing clang of metal and a shockwave felt by everyone. Fire and umbral smoke flared out from the weapons as they grated and strained against each other. Finally the undead king swatted the demon's spear away and snorted disdainfully at the larger Ash King.

"Pick on someone your own size demon-trash!"