Hey before you read!

And let the fight BEGIN! :D

Hey have anyone noticed "Lord of Light" If you were to shorten it it would be "LOL" ?
I'm guessing the Lord of Light makes you laugh? :D

Let's begin

Metal and Bone

There was a moment of silence before Demon stood up a light blush of embarrassment on his face. Tyrion stared almost fearfully at the flamed colored eye, he wasn't the first who stared fearfully at this eye of his. It was his contract with the Lord of Light, to remind him where he was going when death came. It was the source of his power, both the light and the darkness.

The crowd got loud again, both Demon and Tyrion looked at the two who came out. A tall giant man and a small looking boy. The Mountain and his squire. Demon couldn't help but to swallow dryly. He was at least shorter than the stories told of him, but still he was big and wore all that armor.

"In the sights of Gods and men," An old man said starting the beginning of the fight. "We gather to ascertain the guilt or innocence of this. . .man, Tyrion Lannister. My the mother grant him mercy and the father give him such justice that they deserve, My the warrior guide the hand of our champion - "

Trumpets started playing, cutting the older man off. Demon sighed deeply, a small part of him wanted to hear what the old man had to say. The old man gave a bow and exited to fighting arena.

The Mountain grunted pulling his sword from the squires hand. Demon couldn't help but to make a disgusted face at the mountain and the noise. The sound was nasty, hopefully that noise wasn't going to be made during the fight.

Demon sighed grabbing a long staff looking stick.

"What is that?" Tyrion asked, expecting a sword, or at least a spear.

"Ummm, last I checked it was a fighting staff...Except this ones not made from wood." Giving it a small twirl between his hand he hit the bottom against the ground and it made a loud twack. "My master, or mentor, said that this was made from dragon's bones. From a rib cage I think."

Demon flashed a small smile at Tyrion before walking out into the battle area. He did nothing flashy, nothing that would draw attention to him. All he really did was run his fingers through his bangs in some attempt to move them out of his face.

Turn around slightly he gave a small nod to the few sitting on a cushioned chair, he then turned his attention towards the armored man, pointing his staff at the man he spoke.

"You have been watched by the shadows,"

Demon swiftly dodged the harsh swing of the claymore.

"Oh, have I?" He scoffed.

Even for such a big guy he swung the sword with problem. For his size he was quick, something Demon over looked. Demon kept dodging the mountains attack while he finished speaking.

"You have been targeted by the Demons in the darkness."

Using his staff he pushed himself up, to where he flew over the mountain and landed behind him. And with a quick jab he lunged the staff into the back of mountain's armor. The huge man stumbled forward.

"And they have found you guilty."

"Shuddup!" the mountain hissed.

"I will be your guide to internal darkness."

Demon swung his staff knocking the mountain in the head, knocking off the helmet.

"I said shut the F-ck up!" The mountain was loud and swung as hard as he could.

"Make your prayers and peace with your god and may they have mercy on your damned soul - "

The mountain swung again with an irritated growl, this time he almost got Demon. The black haired male stumbled back and fell to his butt. Gasping Demon looked over at his staff that had flown from his hand, he then looked up at the mountain who had a big grin on his face.

"Now, make prayers with your god." He mocked lifting his sword high up in the air. Without a second warning the sword came down and hit with a loud clang!