"Dance with me then," Ser Waymar Royce declared defiantly.
He rushed forward to meet the Other before him, sword raised high above his head. Although his hands trembled, Will thought that in that moment, Ser Waymar was a man of the Watch. The Other halted. Will saw its deep, icy blue eyes, fixed on the longsword. He dared to hope, for but a moment.
Then, more Others emerged from the shadows, silently. Will had to call out, and yet, it would be the death of him if he did. He kept his silence as he clutched to the tree he was perched on for dear life.
The pale sword of the first Other came shivering through the air to meet Ser Waymar's blade. A screeching sound rang out from the swords' clash. The watchers stood patiently. They observed the fight, but did not interfere. Ser Waymar checked every blow of the first Other, but he was driven backwards.
Then, Ser Waymar's parry came a moment too late and the Other's sword pierced his ringmail beneath his arm.
The Other started to say something in a mocking voice, it's tone like that of ice cracking. Then, there was a flash of light, blinding Will. When he regained his sight, two new figures stood in the area, between the Other and Ser Waymar.
One was a young man, no older than seventeen, with longish black hair and smooth, feminine features. He wore unusual clothing, consisting of a grey shirt with some sort of symbol on the back, and some sort of black skirt with a purple tie.
The other figure was a young woman of about the same age, with flowery pink hair. She wore some kind of vest over form fitting clothing.
The Others spoke amongst each other in confused tones, then the one who had fought Ser Waymar moved to attack the newcomers.
The man directed his gaze at the Other and it burst into black flames. It then seemed to melt with an inhuman screech, dissolving into nothing but icy water, armor and all. Then, the watchers started to close in.
"Sasuke," said the woman.
"I know," replied the man.
He made some signs with his hands, then put a finger to his lips and exhaled. Fire came from his mouth like he was a dragon from legend. The flame swept across the area, melting the Others with ease.
Then, the woman turned to Ser Waymar.
"Are you okay?" she asked.
The man directed his gaze at Will and Will shivered, fearful that he may burst into flames. The man's red and purple gaze didn't help.
"Come down here," commanded the man.
Will fearfully obeyed and climbed down his tree.
"I must thank you for saving me," said Ser Waymar. "But, I also must ask who you are. Are you wildlings?"
"Never heard of them," said the boy.
"We're from Konoha, in the Land of Fire," said the girl.
"I have never heard of these places," said Ser Waymar. "It would be ill advised to begin relations with this Konoha with hostilities. Come with me."
"You're hurt, let me heal you first."
"We cannot wait about while the Others skulk about."
The girl nodded. The four then headed off toward where Gared waited with their horses, then back in the direction of the Wall.