Dragons and Thrones: Final War – Doom Upon All The World
Chapter 30 of my crossover story, the first post battle chapter, enjoy.
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EarthBorn93: Thanks, glad you enjoyed it; yes, well, right now the Darkspawn are of no use to him, since the last two chapters showed that they panicked and fled. Corypheus lost his grip on them and has other plans right now, so won't be trying to get it back. Of course, although one loss isn't as final as it seemed, mainly because, well, I couldn't bear to let this one character die (revealed who in this chapter). Maybe and as a matter of fact, it does, the more arrogant a person, the more foolish their plans. Corypheus remember is portraying himself as a God, what sort of God would act cautiously and only attack one front? He claims to be almighty so he is pretty much expected to take on and crush all three fronts at the same time. In short, Corypheus was the producer of his own failure, like tyrants everywhere.
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Now onto the story.
Disclaimer: Game of Thrones belongs to George R.R. Martin, Dragon Age belongs to Bioware.
Solas
Looking around in the carnage of the battle's aftermath, Solas reflected sadly on the cost it took for them to achieve victory.
'So many dying, just to stop an invasion that...almost succeeded.' He reflected. 'The Wall is gone, we can only hope our victory here has prevented further attacks by those creatures...The Wights at least have definitely stopped...Did any of the Others survive the traps and attacks after their leader fell?'
As he thought this, he came across a wounded soldier and quickly got to work, aiding in healing them. He also helped tend to the dead, helping prepare them for their final journey. Everybody around him worked, helping out in any way they could. Meanwhile, Solas continue to reflect.
Their victory was marred by a simple thought. 'Corypheus survived, his dragon survived...they both escaped and still pose a threat, even though Corypheus has lost all his armies...'
They had managed to restore communication with Essos and Thedas and learned of their victories there too. As a result they knew Corypheus now had only his dragon, and the orb.
'He didn't make use of it in the battle, his own powers were sufficient for his goal here...but he still intends to use it.'
Shaking his head Solas continued his task; all the while wondering what their next move should be.
As he continued his search, Solas stopped when he saw another figure, prone on the ground, most likely dead, due to the wounds they had sustained.
But he recognized this one. 'Cullen...I am sorry, old friend, for it to come to this...'
He knelt down and went to begin preparing Cullen's body for his funeral. That was when he realized something, it was faint but, it was there.
'He's...alive, barely...' Solas realized with a gasp.
Shaking his head he looked around, spotting a few Mages, he called them over.
"Quickly, we need to hurry, he doesn't have long but we can still save him!" He explained. "It's going to take all of us working together; now!"
They nodded and soon they all began focusing their magic on Cullen, trying desperately to heal his wounds and recover his strength. For one terrible moment, Solas feared they were too late, then suddenly Cullen gasped and his eyes fluttered open. But they did not stop, not until they were sure he was fully recovered. Only then did they step back.
"What…?" Cullen began.
Solas shook his head. "Stay down, rest, it was close but we have pulled you back from the brink of death."
"Solas..."
The Elf mage nodded and, when Cullen's relieved fellow Templars arrived, he left him in their capable hands. There wasn't much more he could do here; so, he had to tend to the other matters on his mind.
Returning to where the Starks were encamped, he found Eddard and Robb still being treated for their injuries. Arya and Gendry were also present, as was Daenerys.
Solas knew she was checking up on all the wounded. 'My timing here couldn't have been better then, to manage to catch her here.'
They all acknowledged him as he entered the tent and stepped up to them.
"I am afraid it is not over." He informed them.
Arya was the one to respond. "Of course it's not, Corypheus escaped, he's still out there. We need to stop him!"
"Arya..." Her father began.
Solas shook his head. "Your daughter is right Lord Stark. He will likely try one last attempt, a last ditch effort to achieve the power he so desperately craves...I think I may know where he will be, but haste is needed."
Robb regarded him with slight concern. "What are you saying?"
"There is no time for an army, I know how this will play out...One of those who will be there is currently in Essos, but they will arrive in time, I am sure." Solas explained. "As for the other three, for only four...perhaps five, will make it there in time to stop Corypheus, myself being one of them and I know one of the others...The remaining two however..."
He soon got his answer when Arya stepped up. "I'm going with you..."
She looked over at her father and brother, who were about to protest.
"Don't try to stop me, neither of you will recover fast enough, Corypheus has cast a shadow over us since this began. I have to stop him."
"I will go to." Gendry said at once.
Arya nodded, clearly accepting this.
Satisfied Solas turned to Daenerys.
"I am sorry we must leave while there is still so much to do, Your Grace, but..."
She shook her head. "I understand; Corypheus must be stopped, or even our victories on all three battlefields will come to naught...Be careful."
Nodding Solas led the way out of the tent and before long, he Arya and Gendry were all prepared and beginning to ride back to Winterfell.
"So what exactly is going on?" Arya asked.
Gendry then added. "And where are we going?"
Solas shook his head. "I will explain in detail along the way, but for now, we must go to Winterfell and from there...to the ruined Temple of Mythal...We will also need Bran's help."
He could see their surprise, but prepared himself to explain. For he knew, out of all of them, Bran would have the most vital role to play. His role could determine if they would be victorious or fail. Whatever the case, he knew they needed to get Bran and then get to the ruined temple. Otherwise they would never be able to reach Corypheus in time.
End of chapter, hope you enjoyed it, read and review please.