*Clay was eating a sandwich*

Clay: *yum yum*

*suddenly, a huge man in armour falls from the sky, crushing his sandwich*

Clay: Aw...

Clay: Dude, why did you crush my lunch?

*the man turned to him, and it was Reboute Guilliman from Warhammer 40k*

Clay: Wait a minute, you're that guy I could never afford!

Reboute: And who would you be? Strange bloated creature?

Clay: Hey! I'm thick boned.

Clay: Also, what are you doing here--

*then another figure appears, and it was non other than Mortarion, the Prince of Decay*

Mortarion: Greetings, your deaths will be my greatest achievements.

Clay: *eep!*

Reboute: The Pale One is here! Quickly, will you fight by my side, bloated one?

Clay: Actually, I would much rather hide--

*Reboute picks him up*

Reboute: Unfortunately, you do not have a choice when it comes to war.

Reboute: CHARGE!

*charges at Mortarion while carrying Clay*

Clay: I DON'T WANNA DIE!

Later:

Clay: And that's how I fought a demon lord.

Winter: ....How are you still alive?

Clay: I'm asking myself the same question.

Winter: At least I wasn't there for it--

*crash!*

*both turned, and so an army of Centurions*

Clay: ...

Clay: Bye! *runs*

Winter: Wait, don't leave me alone!

*stares at Centurions*

Winter: Hey...maybe we can work this out?

*Centurions charge at him*

Winter: *girly screaming*