She approaches the celebrating army slowly. She knows that she will probably have trouble communicating with the people here, but it's a problem that can easily be fix by a Language Jutsu.

She listens to the soldiers cheer and she observes as they thump their companions in the shoulders while they continue to rejoice after escaping certain death by fire.

As she walks towards the rejoicing soldiers, a few of them begins to notice her approach and Sakura can see the wariness in their eyes as she nears them.

"Halt!" one of the soldier shouts out to her in his foreign language. "Who are you and what are you doing here?"

Sakura doesn't understand what is said so she continues to walk towards them. Soon, the entire column of the left flank sees her and begins to surround her with their crude weapons drawn out.

Finally, Sakura comes to a complete halt. Her eyes surveying her surroundings and understands that she is in big trouble if she doesn't explain herself in time.

So, without preamble, her hands flashes into the hand seals for the Language Jutsu. With all the men gathered around her, Sakura knows that she will be able to acquire their language from their minds in an instant.

"What is he doing?" someone says loudly while Sakura's hands moves.

Dog. Ram. Dragon. Rat. Her hands form the seals while she gathers chakra into her head. Then, she says, "Gengo tensō gijutsu!"

There is a blue flash of light that momentarily blinds the soldiers who surround her and Sakura is instantly flooded with images and words, which comes from the multiple minds of the soldiers.

Afterward, she hears shouts and groans of pain as her jutsu takes effect on the soldiers. It will only give them a temporary migraine after Sakura extracts the foreign language from their minds.

Sakura's temple suddenly throbs before the pain radiates to the back of her head, which can only mean one thing.

The translation jutsu has planted itself into her brain, which means that Sakura can speak the foreign language now.

"What did you just do to us, stranger?' A soldier shouts as he brandishes his sword at her. The others soon follows and Sakura suddenly finds herself with more than a dozen swords pointed in her direction.

"I didn't do anything," is Sakura's response, testing the language for the first time.

"Yes, you did!" Another soldier says angrily. "You just blinded us with light and make our head hurt!"

"No, I didn't," She denies the fact while she raises her hands in surrender. "And I'm not here to fight you. I'm here to help the injured. You see...I'm a healer."

"If you are a healer, what are you doing here? Shouldn't you be in the healing tents right this moment?" Someone asks from the back of the assembled soldiers.

"I've just arrived in this place so I don't know where it is." She admits.

"You're not a healer!" A man suddenly shouts out. "What kind of a healer are you that you -"

"Enough!" Someone bellows, cutting the other man's rant, and Sakura looks up to see a man making his way towards her.

The man who approaches her must hold such a high position in the army for the crowd parts for him without hesitation.

There is golden lion emblazon on the man's red chestplate and Sakura understands that he must be from some type of Clan here in this world.

"We need every healer available from the Reach and the Westerlands to tend the injured." He says loudly to the assembled people. "So someone direct this person to the healing tents!"

The man orders and immediately someone steps up to volunteer to do just that.

"I'll do it, my Lord." A red-headed man says, bowing deeply. "I'll lead her to the healing tents."

"Good," the blonde Lord says to the soldier. "You better hurry then, for there are a lot of our men who got burnt from the Targaryen dragons."

"Of course, my Lord." the soldier says, nodding his head. "I will get her to the healing tents at once."

Afterward, the red-headed soldier turns towards Sakura and says, "Follow me."

Without waiting for another word, she follows after the man. The mass of people parting for them as her guide leads her towards the healing tents.

"Who was the woman, Aegon?"

He hears his sister asks as soon as they land on Dragonstone.

"I believe she's a stranger in these lands," He tells Visenya while they head inside the castle.

"I thought as much," Visenya comments, "But where do you think she comes from?"

"That's a good question that I intend to know, dear sister." Aegon replies.

"What do you mean by that, Aegon?" comes Rhaeny's inquiry. "Do you plan to go back there and talk to her once more? Didn't you see what she did to Balerion? She nearly put your dragon to sleep with one punch! Don't you see that she's dangerous?!"

"I know she's dangerous, Rhaenys," is Aegon's answer. "That's why I need to know more about her and understand her motivation and weakness. However, if she's powerful enough to knock down a full-grown dragon with her fists, then it would be best for all of us to have the woman on our side, rather than against her."

"So that's your plan?! You want to lure the woman to our side?!" Visenya says in disbelief.

"Yes, Visenya. That's what I intend to do if I see her again." comes his response.

"You're mad!" Visenya exclaims while Rhaenys says, "I don't like your plan, Aegon. I don't like it at all."

"What would you rather have us do then?" Aegon asks, sounding annoyed. "Do we just leave the woman alone and let the Gardeners and the Lannisters get a hold of such a powerful woman? If we do that, I'm certain that our enemies will use her against us."

"But what if she kills you before you can even talk to her?" Rhaenys says worriedly.

"I don't think she will act rashly around me, Rhaenys. So you don't have to worry about that," is his reply.

"So if you intend to lure her to our side, dear brother, when do you plan on doing that?" comes Visenya's question.

"I plan to do it as soon as I can." Aegon says, "But first, I will allow Balerion to recuperate before I face the woman once more."

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