AN: Hey Guys, I am very sorry for the long wait. I have missed writing this fic. I had a very busy year filled with projects and I barely had time to get my bearings. Updates will be a bit scarce for now because I have to focus now that it's my last year in university. To those who sent hurtful pms saying that I gave up on my story; My answer to you is that I am not giving up on this fic and for nth time this fic is a CrossOver of an original story I wrote inspired by a bunch of different pieces of literature and Game of Thrones which means that it is NONCANON and it doesn't follow the storyline of the actual story, and to those who said that my fic is garbage and a waste of time; First, God Bless You. Second, I know can't please everyone. Third, to each his/her own, this site was created to "UNLEASH YOUR IMAGINATION" so surely I have a right to unleash mine and share this story to those who are willing to read. Lastly, Thank you for the words you said.
Now on with the show
Chapter 18
Wintertown
Velkan was feeding on a Bolton bannerman. Aware of the chaos surrounding him, he spies Anthos' sword breaking into pieces swirling around the Boltons and killing any enemy in its sway. Animus standing atop the wall of the East gate and Amnus suddenly appeared and slit the throat of a man who was about to slash Velkan then disappeared and reappeared 10 yards away. Arktikos slashed at enemy and thinned their number considerably. Velkan soon spied Ramsay Snow and his father Roose Bolton and a handful of Frey men riding towards the East gate of Winterfell then his eyes glowed red.