"Well, well, well," The Knight's voice cuts through the clamor of battle, laced with a chilling tone. "You've chosen the wrong side, my dear soldier. What a pity." He pauses, relishing the tense moment. "But fear not, I promise to make your demise swift and memorable."

His words are filled with a cruel satisfaction, as if he takes pleasure in the imminent conflict. He squares his shoulders, emanating a menacing aura. "Prepare yourself, for you stand before the might of the Dark forces."