Galahad, The Last Hero Of Humankind

A giant fireball came crashing towards me, and I jumped aside to dodge it. As I got up from the ground, I saw I had been surrounded with fire, so dense that it seemed to swallow up everything else it came across. Beyond me, an entire city, or rather remnants of the past in the form of broken buildings and piles of bodies lay in their torment, a reminder that peace made war easy to forget but lasted briefly. In front of me, a giant red dragon, with golden scales and a mighty roar appeared, openings its mouth to prepare another atomic blast. I happened to be standing inches away from it.

"O high dragon of Fire. I have seen how truly powerful you are. The bravest of heroes could not stop you from creating havoc, chaos, a sword in your left hand, and the joy to kill an impenetrable armor. However, I, Galahad, shall stand before you, as a wall you will not be able to cross. I Galahad the brave, shall be the wall that you will not be able to cross."