Typical, of course he would grab his leg, and then attempt to throw him to the floor, this was a scenario not unfamiliar to him. Anyone who had any form of combat training would know what was going to happen neck, with his leg on the mans shoulder, his other leg would reach up, and wrap around him, and lock around. With both of his legs wrapped around the mans head now Amor did fall, and the fall jarred him, but this was fine, as he tightened his thighs around the man, and as he twisted his body in order to force the man on to the ground with him. This was already going to be a rough fight from the start, but he wasn't going to die here today, if this man thought he would be an easy kill he was going to be in for a rough day.

Draco on the other was jumped on mid air by the rabid dog as it attempted to tear into his flesh, but it would find that his scales were much thicker than a normal Dragonites, and it's pitiful fangs, and claws would have to try harder in order to pierce him. However now that he had a passenger he growled lowly, and he simply took off straight up into the air using Extreme Speed to take them higher up faster. The mutt could jump off of him at anytime, but the risk of taking serious fall damage was there. However the longer he held up the higher Draco would climb, he wasn't scared, up here he was in control.

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A choked cry of pain left his lungs the moment he felt the fangs bare down on his thigh, that was unexpected, but of course why wouldn't his assassin have more than one Pokemon, and of course it would be something with teeth like razors. Baring down on his teeth, he growled hard, as two Pokeballs flew from his belt. Amor wasn't going to die here, and he was done playing fair, heroes like the ones in books didn't exist in this world. If your opponent was fighting dirty you couldn't high road them. Instead you just blew apart the low road, and let them fall to the abyss.

"Vilu, Zahak! Get that dog off of me! Zahak use Curse on this guy!" He roared at his two Pokemon as the Sceptile immediately unfurled it's leaf blades, and attempted to swipe at the Lycanroc that had bitten down on his trainers thigh. Amor let out another grunt of pain, and Zahak used the ghostly powers at it's command to attempt to curse the human near him. Which meant that if it were successful this guy would start suffering intense pain the likes of which he probably wouldn't be able to imagine, and Amor hoped that would be enough for him to get the edge in this. At the same he reached up, thankful that he worked his core so hard, and attempted to plant a hard punch on the mans temple in an attempt to knock him out.

Draco meanwhile watched as his opponent landed somewhat safely down below after it tried to snatch his throat from him, but he managed to just barely avoid the fatal blow. Now that he was back above his opponent, and his trainer had summoned two other of his dragons they were going to wrap this up. So he flew straight towards his prey, his body glowing softly in a white light as he used Roost to heal the few injuries he had restoring him back to good as new. He had to finish this before it got more out of hand, Amor was in danger, he had to be protected, period.

This was getting ridiculous, Vilu tried to get the dog off, but that just caused the Lycanroc to bite down harder, and then the assassin went for his vitals once more. The man seemed immune to Zahak's curse, or at least the pain that caused it, which was infuriating to say the least. Amor grit his teeth as he got his guard up, and blocked the mans attack. Fine if the dog wouldn't come off, and this man was keen was to stay close so be it. Amor had tried to fight in a somewhat fair manner, he didn't like killing. He didn't like harming others at least not physically, he didn't like doing it...Not because he couldn't, no the problem was that he could do it. Amor was capable, Walter had taught him to defend himself, but Amor had, had to get his hands dirty before, and that is when he realized it. He liked it...He liked hurting others that he deemed wrong, and unjust. He reveled in their misery, and at picking at their strings.

When he realized that he enjoyed it, he refused to do it himself anymore, that high, that thrumming of his blood, when he made someone bleed. It was unbecoming of someone who fashioned themselves as a member of nobility. This man however, wasn't going to allow him to do this, so without warning, his eyes sharpened into this slit like pupils. Vilu's body exploded with energy as he Mega Evolved, and he sank his blades into the dog's back that was biting down on his owner. If they wouldn't let go, then he would simply kill them as they kept their mouth clamped down on Amor. The savagery of his dragon nature reared it's head as he sank his Leaf Blades into the Lycanroc, over, and over until it either died, or let go of Amor.

Likewise, Draco sensed the change in his Master, and he realized that all bets were truly off now. A thunderstorm began to fall from above as clouds descended upon the lonely manner, covering any screams that would never be heard. Draco summoned a massive hurricane no longer caring about collateral damage to the estate, and summoned them around his prey attempting to trap him in a barrage of gale force winds. A combination of Rain Dance, and Hurricane, he was going to shred the dog into pieces.

Amor meanwhile seemed to have snapped, it was a side of him that he viewed as unsightly, he could feel Vilu doing what he did best, and Amor grabbed one of the arms of his Assassin, specifically the one that he had attempted to hit him with, and placing his palm on the elbow, he snapped the arm, forcing the bone of the elbow to jut out of the skin at an unnatural angle, weakening his opponent's ability to fight, even if he couldn't feel pain, that arm was now useless. Forcing his body away from the Lycanroc that was being stabbed repeatedly by Vilu, he wiped the dirt, and blood from his suit.

His adrenaline was pumping so hard that he couldn't feel the agony that he should be in, his heartbeat was in his ears, and everything seemed heightened for the time being. That feeling, the sound of the mans bones snapping, and crunching underneath him, was better than any drug, or alcohol. It was intoxicating, and he wanted to do it again, and again. Licking his lips at the thought of the music that this mans body would bring him as he serenaded him tortuously. What sweet music they would make together, he could have his Gallade heal his injures so they could start over again, and again.

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He did his best to backstep, but the knife sank into his flesh it was one last desperate attack before he met his end, or perhaps he knew he was going to meet his end? It didn't matter to him anyway, the mans Lycanroc had fled, and while he could have his Dragonite give chase to it, and kill it as Vilu had killed the other, he was severely injured. Dropping to a knee, and looking at the man who had attempted to kill him he placed a hand over the long jagged cut across his torso, it wasn't helping, but it made him feel better. His suit had been ruined, and the stinging sensation was irritating. He rifled through the mans person, hoping to find a clue anything about the people who had sent him. Of course he didn't expect to find anything there, but to his surprise he find a sealed letter.

He eyed it curiously, and took it, the symbol was one that he didn't recognize, but he would find out about it sooner, or later. Amor thought about why would an assassin have a letter on their person if their only objective was to kill him. Several possibilities sprang to his mind, but if they wanted him to play their game, then he would play it. They couldn't complain when he beat them at it then. Though beating them wasn't what he was after, no they had tried to kill him, and thus he would answer in kind. Amor had fallen long ago, he had done things that he wasn't proud of, but he had done them regardless, this was just one more thing to add to that list.

Stumbling through his garden Vilu, and Draco came to help him back to the door. Lifting up his HoloWatch he spoke into it, dialing Walter immediately.

"Walter...Get home now...We have a body to dispose of, and I need a doctor." He could see the shocked expression of his Butler through the Hologram, but he said nothing, he asked no questions, and he began to make his way home with all haste. After today Amor was definitely going to need hire more security, there was already a candidate that he had in mind, it was just a matter of if they passed Walter's inspection.

Sighing as he walked into his foyer, he just kept his free hand over his bleeding chest, and the other wounds he had. Belus would be able to treat him to some extent, but before that he needed a doctor to make sure everything was proper. He didn't want to heal wrong, and have it cause more problems in the future. It would appear he would finally have some scars to show off, if someone ever saw him without clothes on. That was a rarity so he doubted it would be anytime soon, and so he relaxed on the sofa not caring about the blood that was getting on everything. The maids, and other butlers were doing their best to treat his wounds until Walter got home, and the doctor arrived. Cleaning them with the medical supplies on hand, they were doing their best to remain calm.

Adontis was wrapped around him in a fierce hug, the little Pichu refused to let go, and was barely holding it together as he saw how hurt his trainer was. It was at this moment that Adontis realized that he had to get stronger, he couldn't let Amor get hurt again, not like this, it was the first time he had seen him injured to this extent, and he didn't like it.

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