Dragons and Thrones: Final War – Doom Upon All The World
Chapter 12 of my crossover story, enjoy.
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Hawke
Watching carefully at the approaching fleet of Red Templars ships, Hawke narrowed his eyes; this was it, the battle had come.
'This will be our final stand.' He noted before turning to the defenders. "Everyone; the enemy approaches, we know their strength, we know what we're up against. But we will face them, we will not let them win!"
There were shouts and cheers and Hawke raised his staff, the army responded in kind, with a yell.
"We will stand, we will fight and we will win!" He cried. "Let us show Corypheus that no matter his strength; he cannot overcome our spirit!"
With resounding cheers the army rallied and began to take up positions; the archers and mages preparing while the other warriors readied themselves for the upcoming battle.
'I'd heard there were supposed to be corrupted Grey Wardens in their ranks.' Hawke noted to himself as he surveyed the battlefield once more. 'But I don't see them...'
He knew it was too much to hope they had come to their senses and fled, but it was a possibility.
"We're facing Red Templars, this will not be easy...especially for us." He said to Merrill.
Merrill nodded. "True, but we will face this Hawke, this is where it all ends."
It was rare to see Merrill so serious; but he knew the situation certainly called for it.
Observing the approaching fleet again, he glowered.
"There he is..." He snarled.
"Hawke?"
She followed his gaze, Hawke glowered as he finally spotted Samson, it was clear he was the leader of this attack.
"Merrill, whatever it takes, we have to be the ones who finish Samson off." He snarled.
Merrill nodded, a suddenly fire blazing in her eyes. "Of course; after what he did to me...I wouldn't have it any other way."
Hawke nodded and looked back out to where Samson was. He couldn't help but note that Samson looked more haggard than before, eyes more sunken, cheeks more hollow. His armour also seemed fractured somehow and he was using a different sword. Yet he retained that same fanatical gleam in his eyes, he was still dangerous and still devoted to Corypheus' will and still posed a very dangerous threat.
"This is it, it's time to end this...We must ensure that not one enemy escapes us." Hawke remarked.
With that, Merrill and he readied their staffs and made their way down to join the other warriors. As they did so, their hands found each other' and they held on tightly for a moment, before finally letting go. It was brief, just a small moment of reassurance, but it was enough. They would watch each other's backs and make it through this fight, together, of that, they were certain.
As they made their way to join the ranks of their warriors, Hawke and Merrill came across Varric.
"Ah, there you are, well, this is it, time for us to begin." Varric greeted them.
Hawke replied grimly. "Yes; is everything all set?"
Varric nodded in confirmation. "Yes; we're all ready to go; everything is set and we are just waiting for the signal. In the meantime..."
"I know; it's time to begin. The fleet draws nearer."
"Last time I saw a Red Templar fleet, they had got their hands on a Qunari Dreadnought, we better keep an eye out, just in case." Varric warned.
Merrill grimaced at that. "Ah, the Gaatlok; if they have that, we'll be in real trouble."
Hawke sighed but agreed, he knew they were right. Taking the warning to heart he led the way as they finally joined their forces, all formed up and ready to begin the battle.
"The enemy approaches us by boat!" He called out. "Offering us the perfect target! Let' see how many of them we can fell before they land...Thin their ranks!"
With shouts from the men, the battle began at that very moment. It was time to settle things once and for all and put a stop to Corypheus mad plan, before it was too late.
The ships were drawing closer and Hawke gave the signal.
"Now, fire!"
The archers began to barrage the ships with arrows, meanwhile, those Red Templars brave enough to stay standing during the arrow storm began to return fire.
"Mages!" Hawke cried.
He and Merrill worked to help the Mages, casting a barrier to protect their Mages, the Red Templars arrows showed their devastated effect as they exploded against the barrier.
'It won't last for long...not with so many Templars as our enemy. But we must buy some time.' Hawke noted to himself. "Now, quickly!"
The archers continued their attack and the Mage's quickly turned the barrier into waves of energy which struck the ships under fire.
"Keep going!" Hawke yelled.
He watched as Varric and Merrill joined in the attack too, the various factions of Essos showed different levels of skill, but all of them were putting up a valiant fight. Hawke meanwhile quickly cast a fireball spell and launched it into the sky where it exploded.
'That should do it, I hope.'
With that he focused on the battle once more. The Mage's spells had been defeated or at least weakened by their opponents. Also, despite their best efforts to repel them. Only a handful of ships had been destroyed, only the vanguard was halter. The main force finally landed and the Red Templars charged from their ships into the city, the battle was ready to begin in earnest.
The Red Templars, Hawke noted, were joined by a few Venatori Mages, just to make things more difficult. Launching a spell at one, killing him, Hawke gave his order.
"Pull back, to our positions!" He called out.
The army fell back, the Red Templars taking over the docks and a few areas of the city closest to the docks. But this was all planned, Hawke and his allies had discussed this all beforehand and now they took up defensive positions within the city.
Hawke nodded to his fellow commanders. "Now, rally, fight back, do not yield a single inch of ground without first staining it with their blood!"
A resounding shout met his words and as the Red Templars charged in, they met the amassed ranks of the various Essos forces and soon the battle raged. Hawke spun around as two Red Templars Shadows managed to get behind him. But he sensed them and quickly case a Cone of Cold spell freezing them solid. He turned back to the main battle and looked around; the fight was already looking desperate, but they fought valiantly, killing any who got too close. This was going to be a bloody conflict.
Nevertheless he was worried. 'I just hope it worked, Fenris, Leliana, we are depending on you for this...you have to be ready to fulfil your part.'
It was a desperate hope; one on which the whole battle hinged.
End of chapter, hope you enjoyed it, read and review please.