Rap Battle of Suchdol Fortress

[Verse 1 - Henry] Yo, I rose from ashes, blacksmith’s flame to steel, Skalitz b***d’s my crown—you kneel or feel the wheel. You claim *noble birth*, but your tongue’s a liar’s spit, I carve truth with a blade—watch your throne get split. Templar ghosts whisper, “Hans ain’t fit to reign,” You stash gold in shadows—I bleed in the rain. Loyalty? Your knights scatter like rats in the plague, While I storm Pribyslavitz—*history’s etched in my blade*! [Verse 2 - Sir Hans] Pah! A peasant’s rhyme can’t tarnish my crest, Your “honor” reeks of manure, your wit’s second-best. I hunt while you grovel, my cellar’s stocked with wine, You’re just Radzig’s stray dog—begging for a sign. The Templars? They *bowwed* to my family’s might, You’re a sword without a sheath—lost in the night. Betrayal’s your trade, but I’ll cleave through the lie, When the crows feast, Henry—you’ll know *why lords fly*… [Verse 3 - Henry] You think your wealth's a shield, but it's just a disguise, A gilded cage that traps you in your own lies. I'll shatter your illusions, and show you the truth, That power's not in gold, but in the hearts of the youth. My people rise, while yours decay, like autumn's leaves, I'm the storm that's coming, and you can't escape the breeze. You may have the crown, but I'll take the throne, And when I do, your legacy will be nothing but a stone. [Verse 4 - Sir Hans] You may have the passion, but I have the skill, A master strategist, with a plan that's hard to k**l. I'll outmaneuver you, like a chess player's move, And when the dust settles, you'll be the one to prove. My family's legacy, a heritage of might, You're just a footnote, in the history books tonight. I'll crush your rebellion, like a snake in the grass, And when I do, your name will be nothing but a passing gas. [Verse 5 - Henry] You may have the wealth, but I have the will, A fire that burns within me, that cannot be still. I'll rise up against you, like a phoenix from the flames,