(Third Person POV)
The gates were broken down; several men had used a massive battering ram to force themselves in. They were clad in armor, wearing no colors as they marched into the courtyard. At the lead, a tall man with black hair and brown eyes walked forward, a fierce look on his face.
This man was Ser Qarl Templeton of the Vale, the same Knight that Rhaegar warned Ellion about.
Around a hundred armed men clad in armor and wielding swords and polearms poured through, some of the guards were taken aback by this. Without much of a warning, they jumped on the guards that were on patrol, running them through with ease.
"A-Aghh!" one of the guards cried out in pain as he was stabbed in the stomach, "T-Traitors! W-What...are you...."
The men stomped him down brutally, blood splattering everywhere as archers shot the guards on the ramparts, bodies dropping down brutally.
"Today is the day the King dies!" one of the men said, "We will not have a sick Tyrant like him on the Throne!!"
Around 15 guards lost their lives in a matter of a few minutes, the struggle being quick and deadly. The guards' bodies were discarded or stomped on if they were in the way.
This was a bloody and brutal sight to behold, but not one that would last for long
Qarl Templeton made his way towards the entrance, where Ellion Rivers sat on the stairs, his sword sheathed and leaning on the side.
The Vale Knight stopped, his entire force of 100 men huddled up behind, filling up the large courtyard. He placed his hand on the handle of his sword, taken aback by the sight of a single man sitting on the stairs.
Ellion was giving him a neutral expression, "Ser Qarl Templeton, I presume." He said, "Quite the band of traitors you brought with you to the Capital. Tell me, how did you manage to recruit this many imbeciles willing to fight against the Crown?"
Qarl Templeton spat on the ground, "What's it to you?" He said, "Who are you supposed to be?"
"The name is Ellion Rivers." Ellion said
"The Bastard Knight? The Champion of The Lannisport Tourney?" Qarl asked, "You dare stand before me? You got some balls, boy."
"The one who has balls is you, Qarl." Ellion said, "To break through the gates, to kill Targaryen men, and to announce that you will slay the King. There is no outcome where you come out alive."
Qarl glared at him, "I have 100 men with me." He said, "Today is-"
"Rather convenient, don't you think?" Ellion asked, "That you bring 100 imbeciles with you and there is little to no resistance? The Lannisters and Hightowers are on a hunt while the Baratheons are on a 'walk'. You will talk, Templeton. Tell me, who is the real traitor?"
Qarl scowled, "Traitor?" He said, "The only traitor here is Aerys Targaryen, who does as he pleases and stabs his lords in the back. He is a harlot, on whose beds the wives and sisters of those who serve under him! You dare call anyone else here a traitor?!?!?"
Ellion stared at him for a couple of seconds, "Interesting." He said, "I understand your frustration, Templeton. The King fucked your wife and sister, that's what got you all riled up. But the thing is, Templeton, I smell conspiracy. All of this, it reeks of shit. And you will tell me who is the one who made this happen."
"If I do not?" Qarl said, "What will you do, Bastard?"
Ellion raised an eyebrow, "The men behind you will die a brutal death." He said, "It is that simple."
"You foolish boy." Qarl scoffed, "You think that you are even capable of slaying three of us? Much less 100?!"
Ellion sighed, "Without even standing, I can ensure that half of those idiots will fall to the ground, unconscious." He said, "Don't try me."
"By the Gods, your tongue will be cut out and-" Qarl started
Then, they all felt an immense pressure emitted from Ellion as he glared at them. The pressure passed through all of them, spreading all over the courtyard and even emanating outside the keep.
Qarl Templeton stumbled as he heard the loud thudding of dozens of men collapsing to the ground. He turned to see that nearly half of his forces were unconscious while the others were shouting in panic.
"What in the hells....?" Qarl said, sweating slightly
It was such a powerful phenomenon that those within the Keep were able to feel it, most of the servants and other guards collapsed to their knees, while those with somewhat stronger willpower were able to resist it, merely feeling a wobble in their knees.
The men that were behind Qarl were completely taken aback by what had just happened, their faces were completely pale and filled with sweat.
"What in the seven hells?!" one of them cried out
"Are they dead?!" another said, "What the hells happened?!"
There were three types of Haki, the abilities that Ellion possessed, a gift from another world. And these abilities were something he sometimes misused. But when he didn't, he was a force to be reckoned with.
Observation Haki gives the user a "Sixth Sense" which allows them to sense the presence, strength, and sometimes emotions of other people, even if they are out of sight and far away.
Armament Haki allows the user to use their aura as armor to defend themselves or to imbue attacks with it to increase their power. The user can also imbue them to weapons, the potency relying on the skill on them.
This was Conqueror's Haki, the rarest and strongest form of Haki. This allows the user to exert their will on others, dominating them completely. Should their willpower be lower than the user's, they will lose consciousness. It also had other applications that only the highest-level users could utilize, something that Ellion does not see a reason to display yet.
And considering that in Planetos, there are not many people who would be capable of resisting a Conqueror's burst on the same level of the Red Emperor.
For that is the [Willpower of The Red Emperor], Ellion's greatest power.
Ser Qarl stared at Ellion who simply sat there, "You...you did this????" He asked, shaking in his boots, "You....."
"What do you think?" Ellion asked
He slowly stood up and grabbed his sword, slowly unsheathing it as he gave them a serious look.
"What sorcery is this?!" One of the men to Qarl's left said, "This man is a witch-"
In an instant, his head was cut off, blood spraying everywhere as Ellion was seen next to him, his sword already at the end of its swing.
Qarl watched in shock as the man's body collapsed to the ground, "What....?"
Ellion straightened up and slowly turned his head to him, "Buddy....." He said,
"This is not your day."