It was time for Daemon's second fight, this time he'd be up against a knight or at least someone who was anointed as one as Barristan liked to comment on how Amory Lorch wasn't any more a knight than those bandits who attempted to kidnap Lyanna. However he was still from a family of landed Knights in the Westerlands and was over double Daemons age, it would be a difficult fight, one that he will most likely lose.
Daemon headed towards the arena stepping onto the raised platform before him was an ugly potbellied man with a smirk that showed his yellowing teeth, his hair looked greasy and sweat already poured down his face 'Maybe I was too worried' Daemon thought to himself as he got ready for the fight to start. He could see Lysa and Lyanna in the stands who gave him smiles of encouragement.
The fight was announced and they both flared their Auras, Daemon once again found himself surprised at how average it was, it was around the same size as his own though his would probably have been smaller if he hadn't of used 'Spoils of War' yesterday.
"I hope you're ready boy... pretty things like you are never the same after they've been for a round with me" He says in a disgusting gravelly voice as he laughed at his own joke.
As Daemon charged at Amory Lorch, his aura flared around him. He swung his fist with all his might, aiming straight for Amory's face, expecting it to connect solidly. To his surprise, Amory made no move to defend himself, allowing the punch to land squarely on his face. Blood splattered from his mouth, but instead of looking hurt, he grinned menacingly.
Undeterred by the lack of response, Daemon pressed on, launching another punch at Amory's chest. This time, he activated his ability, 'Aura Tether,' channelling his aura into the strike. He continued his assault on Amory but it seemed to have no effect, he seemed to revel in the pain.
Amory taunted Daemon, his smile growing wider despite the bloodied mess on his face. "Come on, boy! Show me what you've got!"
Determined to end the fight, Daemon threw a flurry of punches at Amory, his strikes fast and relentless. But amid his assault when he went for the finishing blow he momentarily dropped his guard, and in that split second, Amory took advantage. With a sudden, powerful punch to Daemon's side, he delivered a blow that wouldn't cause much damage but instead sent waves of pain through his body.
As the pain surged through Daemon's body, he felt a mixture of frustration and anger at Amory's ruthless tactics. The malicious smile on Amory's face looked vicious as his aura grew slightly and it's colour tinted red.
Amory then charged once more, Daemon's instincts kicked in, and he guarded himself against what he thought would be another punch. However, his ability, 'Aura Tether,' gave him a momentary glimpse of Amory's intentions, warning him of the impending feint. Reacting quickly, he shifted his guard to protect his lower body, successfully blocking a kick aimed at his legs.
But the feint didn't end there. In a swift motion, Amory's elbow connected with Daemon's head, sending a jolt of pain through his skull. The impact left him dazed and disoriented, struggling to regain his bearings.
Amory didn't let up, seizing the opportunity to grab Daemon's arm and gripping it with a vice-like hold, targeting the muscle in his tricep. The excruciating pain shot through Daemon's arm, and he clenched his teeth to suppress the screams threatening to escape.
Despite the agony, Daemon refused to surrender. His aura flared, and he mustered all the strength he could, launching himself at Amory with both feet in a powerful kick. The force of the kick sent Amory stumbling back, giving Daemon a brief respite to assess the damage.
Examining his arm, he saw the evidence of Amory's vicious attack – five holes where his fingers had penetrated his muscle. In the stands, Lysa rubbed her hands almost to the point of bleeding while Lyanna looked a few seconds away from jumping into the arena herself. Most surprising however was the queen who looked worried as well.
Amory stood there laughing as his aura grew even more to the point Daemon noticed the change in its size and colour. As the fight between Daemon and Amory ensued, the air crackled with tension, and the clash of their auras intensified the atmosphere around them. Amory's aura, tainted with a crimson hue, surged with every punch he threw as if it was feeding on the pain he inflicted.
Amory charged forward, his first punch aimed straight at Daemon's face. Reacting swiftly, Daemon ducked under the blow, his aura flaring defensively. He countered with a quick jab to Amory's ribs, but the man seemed unaffected, his sadistic grin only widening.
Undeterred, Amory pressed on, launching a barrage of punches in rapid succession. Daemon's nimble footwork allowed him to evade most of the strikes, but a few landed with force, eliciting grunts of pain. The impact of each punch seemed to invigorate Amory, his aura growing stronger with every hit.
Daemon tried to find an opening to exploit, but Amory fought dirty, targeting vulnerable areas without mercy. He aimed for Daemon's stomach, ribs, and limbs, inflicting pain the most pain he could with every blow, while Daemon struggled to keep his defences intact.
In a moment of opportunity, Daemon managed to block one of Amory's punches and countered with a powerful uppercut to his jaw. To his surprise, Amory only seemed to revel in the pain, his twisted pleasure evident in his eyes.
Their dance of violence continued with each punch and dodge a calculated move in their deadly game. Daemon's mind raced as he tried to anticipate Amory's attacks, but the man fought with an unpredictable ferocity.
Amory's aura continued to intensify, its red tint growing more pronounced with each passing moment. Daemon could sense the danger, and he knew he had to end the fight quickly before Amory's aura became unstoppable.
With renewed determination, Daemon focused on offence, using his aura to bolster his strikes. He launched a series of precise punches, aiming for Amory's weaker spots. His blows found their mark, causing Amory to wince, but the man remained relentless.
In a moment of desperation, Daemon noticed a slight opening in Amory's defences. He feinted to one side, luring Amory into a false sense of security, then swiftly shifted and landed a powerful punch to his abdomen.
The blow caught Amory off guard, and for a moment, his aura wavered. Seizing the opportunity, Daemon followed up with a swift kick to his side, causing Amory to stumble backwards.
As Amory's aura grew slightly smaller, Daemon sensed a change in the atmosphere, but he had little time to analyze it as the man charged at him with even more ferocity than before. The savage intent in Amory's eyes was evident as he clawed at Daemon, enhancing his fingernails to create deep cuts that traced agonizing paths across his arms and chest.
Daemon gritted his teeth, determined to withstand the pain and continue the fight. He focused on his aura ability, trying to evade Amory's onslaught of savage attacks. Each strike seemed to fuel Amory's twisted pleasure, evident in the sadistic grin that played on his lips.
Amory's aura tinted itself red once more, signifying the growing intensity of his power. But Daemon had no time to dwell on this as he dodged another vicious swipe from Amory's enhanced nails. His mind raced, searching for a way to turn the tide of the fight.
In a moment of desperation, Daemon summoned all his strength and launched a powerful punch at Amory's chest. The blow connected, causing Amory to stagger back slightly, his aura seemed to shrink a little once again.
As the fight continued, Daemon felt his aura waver slightly under the onslaught of Amory's relentless attacks. His muscles screamed with fatigue, and his vision blurred with the pain coursing through his body. Yet, he refused to give in, drawing on every ounce of willpower to stay on his feet.
Amory's strikes became more erratic, fueled by his bloodlust and desire to inflict as much pain as possible. He clawed at Daemon, leaving deep gashes that stung with searing intensity. Daemon's defences were weakening, but he refused to let Amory's brutality overcome him.
With a burst of determination, Daemon mustered his remaining strength and launched a swift kick at Amory's leg. The blow connected with a satisfying thud, causing Amory to stumble back for a moment. It was a small victory, but it gave Daemon a brief respite from the relentless onslaught.
Amory's aura continued to grow subtly with each strike, feeding off the pain he inflicted on Daemon. Yet, the Stark bastard fought on, his mind focused on survival and finding a way to gain the upper hand.
Amid the chaotic battle, Daemon glimpsed a momentary lapse in Amory's guard. Seizing the opportunity, he summoned the last of his strength and delivered a powerful punch straight at Amory's jaw. The impact was jarring, and for a split second, Amory's aura seemed to waver and shrink once again.
Daemon stood there breathing heavily he had been forced to use 'Fortify' an advanced aura technique to defend against Amory's onslaught, however, it had taken its toll and he could feel exhaustion creeping up on him however he still stood there with a smirk, he had finally figured out what was going on and felt stupid it had taken so long "You have a strong ability Ser, though I wouldn't say it was suited to a knight"
Amory smiles maliciously "So you figured it out, won't change anything at all" he states as he flared his slightly tinted aura. Amory's Aura ability was 'Bloodlust' the more pain he caused his opponent the more his aura grew, though only temporarily. However, any pain that he feels will reduce the amount of aura he has even going below his initial levels, however this is permanent. Amory as a natural masochist and sadist found this ability suited him perfectly.
With a deep breath, Daemon steeled himself to face Amory once more. He had a plan but it was risky, but he knew it was his best chance to defeat the sadistic opponent before him. He flared his aura, summoning every ounce of power he had, and charged at Amory with determination in his eyes.
As the two clashed again, Daemon found it challenging to maintain his 'Fortify' ability, his weakened state hindering his ability to concentrate fully. His punches were considerably weaker than before, and Amory took advantage of the opportunity, striking Daemon's ribs with a brutal force that left him gasping for breath.
Daemon jumped back, trying to steady himself despite the pain coursing through his body. He glanced at Amory's aura, which had grown even more intense, fueled by the pain he had inflicted on Daemon. It was a dangerous situation, and Daemon knew he had to act quickly.
Making a daring decision, Daemon shifted from 'Fortify' to a simple 'Shroud' defence, leaving his body with little protection. The aura users in the audience recognized the risk he was taking, and their apprehension was palpable.
With his aura now focused primarily in his fist, Daemon charged at Amory once more, a glint of determination in his eyes. He saw Amory's smirk as he activated his own 'Fortify' to defend against Daemon's punch.
Unleashing his trump card, Daemon activated his ability 'Last Chance,' channelling his aura through 'Aura Tether' into Amory's body to create a spot devoid of aura. It was a powerful technique, capable of taking an opponent out with a single strike, but it also carried immense risk. If Daemon missed his hit then his aura nodes would shut and he would be forced into a state of 'Suppression' hence the name 'Last Chance' as when he uses this ability he won't get another.
Daemon's fist connected with Amory's body, causing Amory's eyes to widen in shock as he felt the most horrendous pain hitting his body, with a powerful surge of force, Amory was launched from the arena, smashing through a wooden wall and disappearing from view.
The crowd erupted into gasps and cheers, witnessing Daemon's daring move and the decisive victory that followed. With his heart still racing and his body aching from the fight, Daemon stood victorious.
Daemon held his hand up and smiled, he could feel 'Spoils of War' activate and felt a rush of aura enter into his body, though it was too much when combined with his injured body and he fell to the floor unconscious.
(AN: So Daemon wins against Amory Lorch which is good, he's a bit of a cunt tbh. I mean killing Rhaenys was a dick move. Anywhooo if my memory serves me right that means Daemon is fighting littlefinger next? Idk don't quote me. Hope you enjoyed)
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