Dragons and Thrones: Final War – Doom Upon All The World
Chapter 20 of my crossover story, enjoy.
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Eddard
Looking around, Eddard grew worried.
'This wave of enemies is larger than the last...I thought, after all those we killed in the previous attacks.' He thought worriedly. 'Gods, it's worse than we thought.'
He realized with horror now that they had seen what appeared to be a half of the monster that was Corypheus Westeros army. He certainly hoped so, for the current wave was as large as all the previous waves combined.
He shook his head. "No matter what, we must fight on."
Hearing his words, Robb, who was next to him nodded. "We will do this father, we can do this."
He nodded, hopeful and readied himself for battle. He and Robb joined the rest of the army as they charged to meet the attack, overheard they could hear the thunderous roar of the dragon battle, but he restrained himself from looking. He had to concentrate.
"Father, look out!"
He turned, just in time to see Arya impale a Darkspawn that had appeared behind him. Then another was crushed under Gendry's war-hammer.
"Good fighting, both of you." He remarked.
Arya grinned. "Of course father, we have to keep going."
He agreed and, joining with Robb again, the four of them fought on, along with the rest of the army. They did their best to remain vigilant. Every loss was keenly felt however, every death a blow. But those that died, died fighting, refusing to die quietly, taking as many enemies with them as possible. Survivors avenged the deaths of their fallen comrades. It was sheer chaos, worse than any war Ned had ever been in.
Looking around he noted Arya and bit his lip. The look on her face wrenched at his heart. He wished she'd never been exposed to horrors of war, but now, now he was glad she had faced the War for the Iron Throne first. It had prepared her, at least somewhat, for this. She was holding it together, but only due to her previous experiences.
'If we'd refused her before and brought her here, she'd be...unable to cope, this would've destroyed her...it's nearly doing so for me...for all of us most likely.'
Sure enough he heard his daughter mutter. "So much death, for one beast's ambition..."
"Arya."
She looked over at him and he nodded, doing his best to reassure her quietly. She nodded, understanding and together they pressed on. Their advance was soon stopped however as he realized it was now just him, Gendry, Arya and Robb. The rest of their army was cut off from them and they were surrounded by enemies.
"Father, what should we do?" Robb asked cautiously.
Before Ned could reply, a dark voice interrupted him.
"Die, that is all you can do."
They turned and froze for standing there, opposing them and towering over them, with an Other on either side of him, was Corypheus.
The sight of their arch enemy once more before them was almost overpowering. Ned tightened his grip on his sword, but didn't dare move. He just hoped that the others with him, Arya especially given her infamous temper, would keep themselves in check too.
"Finally, you eluded my wrath at the Temple of Mythal, but you will not do so again." He remarked. "You will perish, as will all your allies here, then...I will ensure Winterfell falls first, taking the rest of your miserable family with it."
Arya was the one who responded, but not with her blade, rather, her mouth. "Taunts and attacking out of revenge...how petty."
Corypheus gaze slid over to her and his eyes narrowed. "You dare speak to your betters this way, girl, you..."
"No, I speak to a monster that thinks it's better than everyone, yet has been thwarted at every turn, some God you'd make." Arya shot back.
To their surprise, Corypheus response, was to laugh. "A childish taunt, from a frightened little girl...Oh it's alright, that fear is the only true feeling you have at the moment...there is no shame in giving up, Thedas and Essos already have."
"You expect us to fall for that." Eddard cut in, glaring. "You can claim it, but I have strong doubts. You haven't overtaken us. So I do not believe you have already defeated our allies, who are just as strong, if not stronger than us."
He could see Robb and Gendry rallying too, clearly not intimidated.
Arya then grinned. "My father is right, and for all your talk of fear Corypheus, you forget...it is that fear that allows us to stand against you, it is that fear, that gives us our bravery and makes us stronger."
Corypheus shook his head at that as if disappointed.
He then raised his arm, pointing a bony, claw tipped finger at Arya.
"That smart mouth of yours, will get you into trouble, Arya Stark." He growled.
It was then Ned realized just what Arya had actually been attempting, she had been buying time for them. The encirclement around them was almost completely destroyed by their army.
Arya had used Corypheus arrogance against him. But then it happened, Corypheus suddenly opened his hand and launched a powerful spell at Arya.
"ARYA!" Ned wasn't sure who yelled first, Robb, Gendry or himself.
But before any of the others could move, Ned leapt between his daughter and Corypheus, shield raised. The pain that followed nearly blinded him, he could hear his children calling him, but it took a while to regain his senses.
When he did he was aware his shield was utterly destroyed and his shield arm was broken. He looked around worriedly, Robb and Gendry were both fighting and struggling to hold off the two Others as their army fought to break through the last of the encirclement.
"Father, Gods, you..." Arya gasped as she knelt next to him.
Ned grimaced, Arya was awash with grime, some blood, her mail shirt was scratched and dented, but she had no serious injuries, for which he was grateful.
Shaking his head he urged his daughter onwards.
"Go Arya, help them, quickly!"
She paused, hesitating briefly but was spurred into action when Robb staggered back, also wounded, due to the Other overpowering him. With a yell Arya lunged at it, thrusting Needle into it's torso. With a terrible yell the Other suddenly disintegrated.
'Gods how…?' Ned wondered; Arya was amazed too. "Wait, that's it, Arya, Silverite, Needle's blade is Silverite."
Arya nodded, realizing. "So, it's not just Dragonglass they're weak against then."
With that she turned and helped Gendry slay the remaining other too, just as their army regrouped with them. Ned grimaced, they had to keep fighting on, but he knew that he and Robb were out of the battle, they couldn't continue fighting, not with these injuries.
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