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Having made it through the first round relatively easily, Trystan did not know if he should be happy about it or disappointed. On one hand, he made it through the round and he was happy about that. However, making it through the round also means he is one round more likely to have to marry the Princess, instead of Lyra. In any case, there was no backing out and he must carry on.

As the second stage of the tournament began, he was pitted against knights who are older and more established than he was. To them, he is more than likely just a high noble boy who wants to brag and show off. Now, he is not going to deny the fact that he is trying to show off, but that only goes as far as to display the prowess of the Hyland family. As he is the youngest and if he can win against the older knights, think about what his older siblings can do.

The first part of the second stage of the tournament is a hammer throwing contest. Now, he is not officially trained to do such things since who in their right minds gets trained to throw what is essentially a flail as far as they can? if anything, one is trained to throw it as accurately as possible, and the side benefit of that would be distance. However, as this is a showing of physical prowess, Trystan intends to do whatever he can to win it even if it is only a part of the second stage. As he stepped up to throw, he remembered the teachings he received about angles and trajectories. He took notice of the wind as if he was firing an arrow as far as he could. His arms would be his bow, and the hammer his arrow. Taking aim, he spun and threw the hammer as hard and far as he could. The result he received was good enough to land him into the next part.

Archery. That was their next challenge. He had learned how to hunt on horseback while living on Mount Promonon. Given the treacherous terrain, it often meant the horse was not steady, and that their targets was behind plenty of cover. Having to land an accurate kill shot was no small feat. While Trystan is still young, he has gone on many hunting trips with his brothers and father. Having received proper guidance and lessons, he is no slouch in the art of archery. Through the gauntlet of events in this part, Trystan performed to the best of his abilities, landing a few bullseyes along the way, he was advanced to the final part of the stage.

Having mounted their horses and been given their shield and spear, the knights lined up for their last challenge. A joust. One man and his horse pitted against another. First to knock their opponent off their horse three times or to kill his opponent wins. The skill involved here is not only strength and courage, but cunning and planning is also needed. Knowing the reach of the spear, predicting his opponent's thrust and speed of their horse, these are somethings that Trystan must do if he wants to win this round. There is also the chance of the spear striking him squarely underneath his armor and piercing his flesh. He would very much not want that to happen, nor does he want to do that to his opponents. However, he looked to win, however possible. Mounting his courser, donning his armor, he kicked his horse into action. Driving forward, he held up his shield and pointed his spear forward. His goal here was to knock his opponent off his horse by landing a blow on the shoulder of the arm that is carrying the spear as that part of his armor is inherently heavier since there is no shield cover and thus less likely for him to kill his opponent if he were to land a blow. Their horses closed on one another, and there was a clash...

The dust had settled. Trystan was on the ground, writhing in pain. His shield and spear were both intact. His horse had trotted off to the far end of the line. There was a fresh pool of blood on the ground and audible screams were heard coming from Trystan's helm. There was piece of his opponent's spear lodged into his left shoulder. His hand clutched at the protruding wood, attempting to pull it out but too weak to do so. His body was in shock, and he was heavily wounded. In his mind, his family flashed before him. Mother, father, Balian, Edwin  , Emerin, Emmaline, Juliana, even the Sky bastards Tiras and Maria. Last but not least, Lyra... It was Lyra's name that could be her through a whimper as his consciousness faded from him.
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