Die for me please

"I would wish for you to die for me, then."

The succubus chuckled. "That, is unacceptable."

"I guess not," you say. "I'll have to kill you then."

"Oh, scary. That's why the brave king brings along so many men to corner me." The succubus rubs her chin thoughtfully. "What should I do? Should I take the couple hostages?"

"You're free to do that," you say. "It would make sticking my sword through you easier when you're busy holding them. Of course, they will die as well, but I'm sure they will understand."

"That is admittedly put me at a disadvantage. Any other method of solving this?"

"You and I, we fight to the ****. A duel."

"A duel, you say?" the succubus said, surprised.

You glanced back at your escorts, whose swords were drawn and ready, lining the walls of the hall. Their expression showed that they too didn't expect your announcement. "Yes. One lead by standing in the front. They are here to witness upon my honor as their king. Wield your magic, or weapon, and face me, foul heathen."

Your words cut through the tense silence. The succubus's grin widened, though her eyes held a spark of surprise and cold amusement. "A duel? How charmingly foolish for a mortal king. Very well. Witness your King's demise, tiny men."