I came upon a battle of wizards,
A duel to the death,
To determine the winner,
One sorcerer started morphing,
His body getting bigger,
With evil laugh and wicked spell,
Twisted horns and armored scales ,
Bat like wings and long spiked tail,
A horrid vision strait from hell....
Meanwhile the other wasted no time,
Spitting and making arcane signs,
Tentacles grew from the magi's spine,
Rows upon rows of teeth sprouted out,
As ancient language spewed from its mouth...
Both diabolically wicked and scary,
Glaring each one at his adversary,
One closed the distance with a hop,
And bit a wing completely off,
Giving a horrendous shout,
Black acid blood came pouring out,
Letting loose a banshee's wail,
The demon screaming struck with tail,
Ripping ,tearing ,with tooth and nail,
The octopod then backwards fell,
Tentacles flailing as it was impaled,
Wrapping the demon in poisonous grip,
To the ground the two then went,
With death blows dealt from both sides,
I waited till they both had died,
Like a crook I took their books,
What's inside I dare not look...