1 hour passed, Augustus rested and cleaned up
Ser Arthur Dayne in the arena, wearing his plate armor but no helmet, in each hand he held a greatsword
Augustus entered the arena and felt the invisible pressure coming from Arthur
'no weak points, perfect posture, really scary' This was Augustus' assessment of Arthur
"START"
Augustus fired, his blade aiming for Arthur's face.
Arthur raised his left sword to defend as his right sword slashed at the center of Augustus's back.
Augustus sensed danger and gave up the offensive to step aside in defense.
'he attacks and defends at the same time, damn freak' Augustus
'however your speed is inferior, I can force an opening, let's see how far you can handle it' Augustus
his blade like thunder abused speed, Arthur always defended and attacked
Augustus in seconds came under pressure, he didn't understand, Arthur's speed is inferior to his, how can he always defend and attack correctly
The fight continued, for the spectators it was a good balanced fight, but anyone who was an expert with swords knew that Augustus was stuck in a pointless fight.
not only spent energy to attack but needed to dodge Arthur's blow
'why....why he can defend himself, it doesn't make sense'
the screeching sound of steel continued to resound
throughout the entire fight, Augustus never felt a soft spot.
finally he noticed something, even before he attacked, Arthur was already moving the sword of defense
Augustus understood, Arthur could defend easily not because he was fast, but because he moved his sword before him.
'Does he know where I'm going to attack? what did he analyze to know that? I never follow a single attack pattern, I decide on the fly, shit what it is...'
his slight distraction proved fatal, Arthur's right sword collided with Augustus's light armor, the young lion went flying for a few meters
Augustus spat blood
Arthur walked over and looked at the bleeding young boy
"you're one of the strongest I've ever fought, no attack pattern and frightening speed, however you're too fragile" Arthur
Augustus tried to get up, but his body was numb.
"the winner is..." before the judge finished, Arthur held up his hand to silence the
"young lion Augustus, get on your knees" Arthur
Augustus knew what Arthur wanted, he struggled to bring himself to his knees
Arthur put his sword to Augustus's cheek
"Augustus Lannister has proved the worth of his sword despite his age, I Arthur Dayne make you a knight therefore, arise Ser Augustus" Arthur
Everyone in the audience gasped in surprise.
Augustus, due to the blow, still lacked strength, so he used his sword as a cane and struggled to his feet.
Ser Augustus Lannister, knighted at age 11, surpassing Daemon Blackfyre, becomes youngest knight in history
"Ser Arthur, tell me, how did you know where I would attack?" Augustus couldn't contain his curiosity nor the happiness of being a knight to stop him from asking
"A whetstone strengthens the sword, but only battle strengthens the swordsman, even without attack patterns, I have fought many warriors and establishing a defense is not difficult" Arthur
Augustus sighed, he finally understood that he had forgotten the scary part about swordsmen... their long history of battle and experience.
"I Surrender" Augustus
thus ended the tourney of Lannisterport, with Ser Arthur Dayne as champion.
Augustus watched Arthur's back leaving
'my first defeat.....very well Arthur, in the future I will defeat you....and you will be mine' Augustus decided
Augustus decided to train in strength, only speed is impossible to defeat Arthur, when changing appearance this will not happen, Augustus noticed that his appearance does not change with training