Even Daemon would have trouble blocking such a direct blow especially when the opponent was near equal in raw aura. However Oswell was different, he was a man who loved to fight and so he fashioned his ability to complement his nature.
'Perfect Counter'
It allowed Oswell to perfectly deflect blows that he might otherwise not be able to, however, he must have a sword in order to use the ability and it has to be a direct hit. It also does not work on attacks that are not solid enough for example an aura user using an 'Archer Type' attack. However, for most fights, this was an incredibly powerful ability that had on many occasions allowed Oswell to completely change the flow of battle.
As Ben swung his hammer sideways, aiming to catch Oswell off-guard, he was met with a surprising response. Oswell's swift reflexes and the keen edge of his sword intercepted the attack. With a precise movement, he parried the hammer over his head, expertly deflecting the potentially devastating blow. Ben's eyes widened in disbelief at Oswell's skill and resolve.
Oswell didn't waste a moment. Seizing the opening he had created, he retaliated with a fierce slash of his sword. The blade cut through the air with deadly precision, leaving a deep gash on Ben's face. A pained scream escaped from Ben's lips as his blood mingled with the dirt beneath him. The shock of the wound was evident in his expression, but he refused to be defeated.
Flaring his aura with newfound determination, Ben swung his hammer downwards with all his might, the force of the blow creating a shockwave that smashed into the ground. The impact forced Oswell to step back, his feet skidding against the earth as he struggled to maintain his balance. The sheer power of Ben's attack was undeniable, a testament to his formidable strength.
Seeing an opportunity amidst the chaos, Ben's desperation took a twisted turn. He rushed toward one of the fallen bodies strewn across the battlefield. With an unsettling mixture of determination and madness, he lifted the lifeless form and brought it close to his mouth, an act that sent shivers down the spines of all who witnessed it.
'Gluttony'
Bens's ability activated as he took a bite out of the dead man's flesh, his aura-infused teeth and jaws grinding down flesh and bone as he tore into the man. It had only been a few seconds but Ben had almost finished half of the man's body, while Oswell looked on in horror as blood spattered onto Bens's face and he sucked down his intestines like soup. However, with every bite he took his aura grew slightly and by the time he'd finished eating what amounted to 60 kilos of meat his aura was at least a 1/4 size bigger than it was before.
Daemon's eyes widened 'Not good...' he thought to himself as he uncrossed his arms and flared his aura knocking out the ambushers who remained awake.
Ben with a wolf-like blood-covered grin on his face looked at Oswell, he was high off the rush of aura he had gotten from such a large meal, Though Daemon suspected it must be temporary as such an ability would be too powerful without limitations.
Ben charged at Oswell surprising the man with his newfound speed and Oswell found he was unable to raise his sword in time and was hit directly with the aura-enhanced Warhammer slamming him across the road like he was a stone being skipped across the ocean. However, before Ben could follow up and inflict more pain on the Kingsguard he's stopped when Daemon grabs his arm.
Ben tries to pull his arm away but Daemon's grip is like iron and he finds himself unable to move it, he gets angry and uses 'Flow' to shift more aura into his other hand before unleashing a punch directed at Daemon's face.
Daemon shifts his head slightly and avoids the punch grabbing his arm and flipping him onto his back "It seems you're not the average aura user I thought you were, tell me who you are and why you wish to take the princess" he simply states with a bored expression.
Ben however just growls and goes to get up however Daemon raises his hand before firing his aura forward like a wave and forcing him down to the ground. The ground cracks as Ben attempts to force himself up but he seems to only sink deeper and deeper into the ground "Will you answer my question now?" He states, but all he gets in return is curses and threats, which he expected.
'I need to tell Simon and Smiley...' he heard from the mind of Ben, though he couldn't hear much else, even after all these years he still wasn't good at reading people through his 'Aura Tether' only picking up stray thoughts.
Daemon stopped emitting his Aura and Ben was no longer put under the strain of it, with a speed unexpected from a man so large he pushed himself up and rolled away, however when he came up from the roll Daemon was already there and he unleashed his first punch that was aimed directly at him, Bens's eyes widen and he holds up his Warhammer to block the hit however his fist forces down the hammer pushing it to his chest and they are both slammed into the ground.
Ben struggled to catch his breath as the hit had broken a few of his ribs "I'll kills ya and eats ya and play with ya body..." he spits out as he looks at Daemon from the ground.
Daemon quickly jumps out of the way as he feels an attack come from behind him, turning around he sees an arrow that sticks out of the ground before it erupts into a large explosion of smoke. He flares his aura and causes it to explode outwards dissipating the smoke however he sees that Ben has gone, he uses 'Scout' only to feel two people leave the edge of his radius. He could chase after them but with Oswell down someone needed to protect the princess, he sighed and swept his hair back, he was going to have a bath when he got back to the keep.
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"Ahhhh that's much better," he said to himself as he immersed his body in the scorching hot water of his bath. He had managed to escort the Princess back without any further issues, he told Rhaegar what had occurred and that it seemed to have been orchestrated, he said he had his doubt about the man known as Ben being the mastermind and told him of the second Aura user who had been there as well as mentioning the names Simon and Smiley.
But he cast all of that out of his mind and decided to relax for now letting his muscles soak in the water closing his eyes he thinks about the upcoming tournament, he didn't mention it in any of his letters to Lysa or Lyanna as he wanted it to be a surprise, it was also supposed to be kept a secret, what they planned to do was as good as treason and could get them all killed, though he wished he could be there to see Lyanna's face when she learns of it, he had no doubt she would try to join the melee or the joust.
He is brought out of his words when soft hands rub his shoulders and go around his neck laying on his chest "Does the Princess not require her Lady-in-waiting?" Daemon asked with his eyes still closed.
Ashara placed her head upon Daemon's shoulder and drew circles onto his chest "The Princess is sleeping, the consequence of eating a feast all to herself" she states getting a light chuckle out of Daemon as he opens his eyes.
"You shouldn't be here..."
"And why is that my Lord Silver"
"I am betrothed, I do not wish to dishonour you or Lysa, your brother would also have quite a few issues too"
She traces her hands down further feeling his dense muscles "What is honour compared to the touch of a woman who loves you"
"And yet I find myself not able to reciprocate"
"Mayhaps you confuse me with those ditzy doe eyes ladies who so often litter the court with their presence"
Daemon didn't reply to that, because any answer he could give would be a bald-faced lie, it was impossible to meet Ashara and not find her lovely, but once you got to know her falling for her was inevitable.
"Do you wish for me to leave?"
(AN: Shall we vote on it? How many people are any Ashara Dayne to leave.)
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