Daemon is having a bit of trouble.As soon as the fight began, he could feel that something changed with Razor. That’s why he didn’t attack right away and, instead, waited for his opponent to close the distance between them. He halted his movement and observed Razor who is still moving as slowly as he expected. Though the speed isn’t the problem here, it’s the attack of Razor itself.Daemon dodged the attack that Razor made. An awkward strike where both of Razor’s hands are stretched out – forming a seeming claw which didn’t make sense until Daemon looked closer. Daemon saw that the fingers of his enemy suddenly became more lethal. To be more precise, there seems t be claws that are growing from them and though Daemon can’t see it clearly, he can feel it very much so. “Guess it’s right for me to dodge.” Daemon said as he continued backing away.For the first time in the duration of his fights, Daemon didn’t advance nor did he dodge and counter. He backed from an attack. Yet, even the
Brutal.That is the only word to describe the fights that Daemon engaged in after he finished against Razor. You’d think that only a single display of this brutality would be needed to prove a point but that isn’t the case for Dameon. He continued beating everyone up the same way that he did with Razor. None of the fights came easy of course. With all of them receiving the same internal energy pill as Razor, this means that they all gained a very high amount of internal energy. One which allows them to be stronger, sturdier while giving them a better output for all of their moves as well.This is the kind of thing that Daemon had to deal with. He got hit a couple more times and all of these added to the level of pain. But he still won every fight in the most brutal way possible. He kept beating his opponents senseless. He punched them in their vitals and, as if that’s not enough, he almost gouged out the eyes of one of the opponents.These actions performed by Daemon finally silenced
A clash.A powerful gust of wind spread across the entirety of the arena as the wind is torn through by the force of the first exchange. George and Daemon’s fists met in the middle of the ring. Evenly matched in both power, speed, and destructiveness. There is a spiraling that formed where their internal energy clashed against one another. Creating a vortex where one and the other are fighting for dominance.Neither of them is letting the other get the better of them as they poured their internal energy – a large amount of it, into this first blow. This is as clear as day as the whole of that very ring is now covered in dust. Vacuumed by the forceful winds that come along with the friction of the attacks of these two against one another. Indeed, they do look evenly matched. The attacks continued eating each other in this struggle for dominance. But this didn’t last for long.Although the initial output felt the same, that can never be entirely true. One of them is sure to have placed
“My this is turning out to be quite the fight don’t you think?” Alex said as he continued watching comfortably from the viewing deck.He spun the wine on the glass before taking another sip. Not too much, nor too little. Just the right amount for him to enjoy the rich flavor that seemingly melts in his tongue as soon as it makes contact. Eloping with his insides in a warmth that could easily be mistaken for as blessed by the god of wine himself.This is the same drink that’s offered to Alexander’s guard. There’s only one assisting him in that room because, one is all that he needs. After all, this guard is probably strong enough to take on Snake and Desmond at the same time. The very same reason why it’s a bit questionable why he’s working for someone like Alexander.“Yes sir.” The guard replied right away. “Both of them are really great fighters.”“Yeah? I guess I should take your word for it Wolf.” Alex replied.“Though it’s clear as day that one of them is cheating sir. The holder
Thirty points. That is the total amount that Daemon got from defeating the fighters before ending up having to come across George. He didn’t spend a single one of these points before reaching this enemy because, he wanted to think clearly where he should be using all of this on.There are fights that only gave him one point and, surprisingly, the last ten fights before George gave him two points each instead of just one. With all of these points combined, he can make one of his stats reach fifty. Granting him a pseudo passive skill that’d be useful in his clash against Geroge. It only took him a couple of seconds to arrive at the conclusion he needed. He isn’t even thinking of George because, his mind is focused d on another opponent. One that he has to extract revenge on for the murder of Naga Kazem. None other than the leader of the Vipers. A man who calls himself Snake.From their encounter alone, Daemon can surmise that this person has impressive speed. So much so that Daemon isn
Ten years ago, there are two young children that sat in the corner of a dark alley. Around them are a couple of thugs that they’ve beaten up – fully unconscious without any signs of waking up soon. The two have already taken in all of the belongings that these thugs have on them and, are simply taking their rest before they make a run for it. And these two are none other than George and Leon.“What do you think Leon? Do we have what it takes to get inside the Elites?” This question came out of nowhere. George blurted it out, probably because of the recent fight that finished. One which made him feel stronger; more confident in what he can do.“Is that even a question?” Leon replied with a wide grin. “You’re talking to the man who’d stand at the peak of everyone! Of course we’d be able to enter that place.”Between the two of them, Leon has a lot more confidence. Though it’s George who is undoubtedly stronger, Leon has a lot more in terms of charisma and drive. Then there’s George who
Punches. Daemon traded one punch after the other as George continued relentlessly pursuing and attacking him. It has come to a point where his opponent is now sticking on to him like some glue that cannot be removed no matter what he does. That is the level of pursuit that George is performing, enough to place Daemon on edge as he is steadily running out of steam.Daemon’s stamina has gotten higher because of all the fighting, training, and mission completing that he’s done during his stay in the organization. But all of these doesn’t seem to amount to much in that fight because, the attacks of his enemy simply continued increasing in strength and intensity - draining Daemon of his stamina even higher than usual. Though that doesn’t mean he’s going to lose.Within these exchanges, there are times when Daemon would see openings. Small windows where he can counter his opponent and, within the three minutes that passed, Daemon hasn’t taken any of these yet. He knows that doing so would b
The silhouette of a person can be seen rushing making his way to the parking area of the Elites headquarters. The underground floor where some of the military vehicles are also kept. There is a soundproofing within this place which makes the man’s movements all the more subtle. Though he doesn’t need something like this since he isn’t even in a state of panic.“Looks like everything’s just about finished.” He said as he placed a couple of things into his black lambo. A stack of papers to be exact which, seems to be something he shouldn’t have his hands on.He’s also watching the events that are happening in the Arena as well. Though he isn’t there, he has access to the live feed of the matches. And at the moment, it is already declared that Daemon has defeated the current number one martial scholar.“Man, I really thought they’d be able to kill the target.” The man murmured to himself. “They got wiped out instead. This is frustrating as hell.”He closed the door at the passenger seat.