Dragons and Thrones: Final War – Doom Upon All The World
Chapter 21 of my crossover story, enjoy.
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Cullen
Stepping back slightly, tightening his grip on his sword, and holding his shield defensively, Cullen cautiously observed his opponent. He had seen the Others throughout the battle, saw the ones being killed by the Dragonglass weapons and traps.
'But I don't have any of those weapons...' He noticed. 'Maker's Breath, this isn't...'
He knew things look grim. He wasn't sure what to expect from an opponent like the Other he faced. He had been told things about them by the Free Folk and the Night's Watch. But he had little first hand knowledge. Just what he observed in this battle. But this was it, it was time to face one of them directly, something he had not done before.
He shook his head. 'This is the moment of bitter truth then, I'm not sure I'll be able to survive this...'
But he couldn't just give up, he had to fight. If this thing wanted to fight him, to kill him, then he'd make it work for it's victory. He would fight it to the bitter end and beyond if need be. He would not give up until there was no life left in his body, no matter what.
'If I can help in the slightest; by delaying this creature from killing anyone else...Then that's what I'll do.' He told himself.
No sooner had he finished that thought the Other advanced, sword drawn, ready to attack. Cullen tensed and soon it made it's first attack.
He was shocked by the speed of the monster, he was only just able to raise his shield in time to block the attack. The horrible screeching noise of it's sword against his shield worried him greatly. But nevertheless, he focused and struck out with his blade. It blocked the attack however and countered. He dodged, narrowly, and tried to attack again. But it stepped back, out of range and Cullen quickly recovered, worried about what it was going to next.
He shook his head. 'Focus Cullen, focus...need to watch it carefully, predict it's moves...'
This time, when it moved, he moved too, blocking more effectively, but still with a horrible screeching noise from his shield in contact with the Other's sword. He attacked but missed as it dodged and then struck again. He cried out as the blade cut his side, leaving him with a shockingly cold feeling where he had been cut, the blood smoked in the chill air.
But he focused carefully and attacked again. He cut the creature's shoulder. It staggered back slightly, but quickly recovered. The duel continued back and forth with Cullen receiving a few more injuries, but he remained strong, he was even more determined than ever to stop, or at least delay the Other. His shield was soon shattered by another attack which worried him, but he remained focused and quickly struck out again.
To his shock he struck a devastating blow impaling the creature. It roared and suddenly shattered, he had killed it.
He stood in shock, staring at the crumbled remains of the Other he had been fighting.
'It, it's dead...I killed it, but how, I thought only Dragonglass...Wait, my sword is...' He realized as the answer came to him. 'Silverite. Silverite can kill them too.'
Filled with renewed hope Cullen forced himself onwards, despite his injuries, he could see the rest of the army, noticing the blizzard seemed to be weakening. He hoped that was a good sign and began to try and make his way back to the army, the fighting was still raging. He could hear shouts from the army, cries of hope and shrieks from the Others. He also heard Silverite being mentioned.
It then dawned on him. 'Lady Arya's blade was reforged with Silverite, she must have killed an Other and realized, they know now...hope is spreading, are we...'
His hope continued to build; only to be cut brutally short. For at that moment he heard a loud roar, then excruciating pain in his body, as Corypheus appeared and impaled him on his hand, glowing with magical energy.
"This will not stop me!" The corrupted Magister snarled; anger etched into every feature of his twisted face. "I will see you all destroyed!"
He then dropped Cullen to the ground. Fighting to stay conscious, Cullen saw Corypheus turning away from him. He knew right away things were going wrong for Corypheus, the battle was being won by his allies. He had only been attacked as he was the first one Corypheus found after this started to happen.
Struggling with himself, trying to resist his injuries, Cullen readied himself. Corypheus took out his magical orb and raised it, preparing to attack. But Cullen then reacted, striking Corypheus with his sword.
With a roar the wounded Magister lashed out, knocking Cullen back, onto the ground. He saw Corypheus disappear, clutching his wound, before he blacked out.
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