Damien POV:
The air around him had changed, before, his presence wasn't anything interesting. It was completely ordinary. But now, his body was giving off this oppressive pressure that made me want to gouge out my own eyes. Beads of sweat formed at the top of my forehead.
He then dissapeared from my sight, and in a split second he reappeared in front of me. I tried my best to dodge, but he was too fast for me to properly react to him. His fist connected with my stomach, the shockwave travelled through my body and stunned me for a moment.
"Your body is surprisingly durable, you're almost like a living punching bag."
Valier spoke with a completely monotone voice that seemed to be disinterested in everything, however that merely intensified the fear I felt. After I had recovered from the shockwave, Valier unleashed a barrage of attacks with his Katana. They came in from every conceivable direction and were hard to even perceive, but I was able to react to them. I was able to block every single attack, although it was seriously straining my body.
'I can't even fucking blink because of this blind little shit-'
I genuinely didn't have the time to blink, if I blinked I'd die. If I didn't go all out, I'd die. If I didn't make sure to block every single attack, I'd die.
'How can a person even move like this?'
Whenever I found an opening Valier would always dodge it by around a centimeter, it was as if he was able to calculate what the most stamina efficient move was. It was freakish, I didn't even think it was possible to even accomplish something like that.
'And he's doing it while blind...'
I looked at his long, white hair, he always kept it tied up in a pony tail. He didn't bother cutting his hair because just like everything, he didn't care about his appearance so he decided to let his hair grow out.
I gathered all my strength into my leg and slammed it onto ground, creating a powerful shockwave that made Valier take a step back. The shockwave didn't harm him, but he was worried I had some sort of trick up my sleeve.
'Unfortunately, I'm not gifted enough to have some sort of Divine Art that would let me win this fight, but I can at least kill him with 'that' technique.'
A sword swing. It's the most basic movement of the sword, every beginner starts by swinging their sword from top to bottom. However, a completely perfected sword swing is comparable to, or rather, it is a wave of destruction that can't be stopped.
With my Amazonian Arts, I can create an attack that, to an extent, fuses my being with my sword. My life force and physical power are entrusted to my sword. My body will gain a monstrous amount of power, but only until the end of my sword swing. And at the end of my swing, I will die
I planted both feet onto the ground, I raised my sword and prepared to strike. However, I then remembered how he killed my mother.
'Rather than splitting the shit in half, why don't I give him the same treatment.'
I altered my sword stance and held my sword higher up than before. I planted my feet wide apart to form a stance that was suitable for decapitation.
A/N: Think of Rengoku from Demon Slayer's 9th Form: Purgatory for the stance. I'll post a pic of it if I remember, if I don't then either Google it or post a comment to remind me.
??? POV:
I looked at the boy with long white hair, his hair was a similar length to my own long blonde hair. The boy in front of me... I never actually asked for his name, well whatever. I doubt he's anyone relevant considering he's the son of the dead Archduke's concubine.
I clenched my fist at the thought of the Archduke. But I slowly relaxed when I thought of how I had managed to repurpose his youngest daughter's body. And I turned his son into a gladiator, although I doubt he cared much for some half blooded noble.
(E/N: That's kinda sus, not gonna lie…)
'Still, that fucker, I wonder how many other Demon Bloods he decided to use like his playthings, he killed my wife and unborn child. He probably killed that kid's mother after having her give birth to him, I feel for him, but when I think about who his father is, I can't help but despise him.'
I watched his movements, over the years, he had gotten more experienced and more powerful. Or rather, it seemed like his mind became better suited to his body.
As the years went by, rather than looking like a child gaining experience and becoming more powerful due to his Demon Physique and the 'awakener' I gave him. Sometimes, It almost looked like... he was a monster who was regrowing it's fangs.
'Well, it's not like he'll be a threat to me. If worst comes to worst, I'll just kill him, although it is a shame to kill someone like him. Even if I use my Demonic Eyes, I can't tell what his Demonic Abilities are, but I can say with confidence that his Demonic Physique is one of the best. It's a Physique built solely for combat, it seems to be a physique capable of handling any all weapons to their extreme. He's also got a Mana Core and has access to Dark Magic, Fire Magic and even Fire's Derivative Magic, Lightning and he's also capable of using Fusion Magic on top of that. He'd have been a pretty strong guy if he was able to grow.'
"I wonder if my kid would've had potential similar to that kid's."
Edited By: WorthyAdversary