Game of Thrones: New Era
Chapter 30 of my Game of Thrones story, enjoy.
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Disclaimer: Game of Thrones belongs to George R.R. Martin.
The Silent Warrior
Suddenly edgy at the presence of two dangerous opponents, the warrior remained tense, they held their weapons tightly. This time, waiting for an opening wouldn't be an option. There would be no time to think, they would be stuck on the defensive without a doubt.
'Just when I thought things couldn't get any worse.' They thought to themselves. 'Alright, remember now, don't act...react. Should an opening appear, take it without hesitation.'
Mentally preparing themselves, the warrior did just that, reacting to the sudden attack made by Rodrik Hill. They quickly bent back, the blade whistled past their helmeted face with about an inch to spare. Taking a chance the warrior struck out with their blade, Rodrik however twisted his sword, mid-swing, and intercepted the attack. Swiftly jumping back, the warrior avoided another attack from Rodrik, before having to duck under one from Tywin.
Gritting their teeth the warrior quickly thrust with their dagger, missing the target sadly. 'This isn't good, can't have them both attacking at the same time. Need to do something...'
Using the dagger again to try and get under Tywin's guard, the warrior was rewarded with Tywin taking a step back. Rodrik was not deterred however and attempted to strike. The warrior deflected the blow with their sword and then saw a chance, it was all to do with position.
Moving fast the warrior attacked again, three quick strikes, alternating the weapons as they did so. As they worked they moved their position, already seeing Tywin advance again. Tywin was forced to stop; Rodrik countered the warrior's move but then stepped back.
The warrior allowed themselves a small smile. It would be tricky and would require constant repositioning no doubt, but they had successfully ensured they would only face one attacker at a time. They moved so that Tywin's path to them was blocked, by Rodrik.
Continuing to exchange blows with Rodrik, deflecting his attacks and avoiding them, the warrior continued to keep moving, all the while keeping Rodrik between themselves and Tywin.
"Too much of a coward to face us properly." Rodrik taunted. "You think you have a chance, that you are something special. How pathetic, you will see how wrong you are."
The warrior did not react. 'Just keep talking...'
Shaking his head, Rodrik stepped forwards to attack. The warrior reacted again and deflected the blow. They do so again and again.
'Nearly there.' The thought to themselves.
Tywin suddenly called out. "You fool, out of the way and get back!"
Rodrik however did not listen. "It's over, this worthless trash is dead!"
But that was not to be the case. The warrior deflected again and, thanks to the angle, delivered a swift kick. With a terrible scream Rodrik overbalanced over the battlement and fell to his death below, landing with an audible, sickening crunch.
The warrior briefly noted Rodrik really was dead, having landed on his head, before turning their attention to Tywin.
They did so just in time to try and block one of Tywin's attacks, unfortunately this did not go well. There was a loud clang and another crunch and pain lanced up the warrior's right arm. They quickly spun away, avoiding another attack and soon realized the damage.
Their short sword had been broken, not only that, so too had their right arm. Forced to drop the sword and cradling their broken arm against their body, the warrior realized they were in a dire situation now.
'I only have the dagger, there's no time to get my other weapon, this isn't going to be good...' They thought worriedly.
Tywin clearly knew this too and advanced, seeming almost casual now.
Shaking his head he spoke. "Never has an opponent vexed me so...you did an...impressive job. I should congratulate you for the effort. Nevertheless, death shall be your rewards. Shall you die with that helmet off, or are you going to have me remove it from your corpse."
The warrior did not reply, merely stepped back, holding the dagger out defensively. Sighing Tywin stepped forwards, only to grunt in surprise after a short whistling noise was heard.
He stumbled before falling to the ground and the warrior saw, embedded deep into where his heart would be, a crossbow bolt. Looking around startled the warrior saw the one who fired approaching them carefully; it was none other than Tyrion Lannister.
The warrior remained wary, wondering why Tyrion Lannister, of all people, would kill his own father.
Tyrion shook his head. "They say Kinslayers are cursed; that may be true, but after everything he's done...That was immensely satisfying."
The warrior tilted their head, confused.
"Of course, I could have shot you...But, now I see...Someone has to stop the madness about to be inflicted by our dear Queen Regent, who better than one of the 'enemy'..." Tyrion continued. "Not that I can call them that anymore. Yes, I've now allied with King Gendry, it may be the only chance of our family's survival. Speaking of which..."
With that Tyrion quickly left, making his way down a flight of steps, clearly trying to reach some part of the battle. The warrior quickly took stock of the situation, especially in regards to what Tyrion just said.
'I have a direct route, from here, into the Red Keep...The battle is still raging, but if what Lord Tyrion says is true, then Cersei is up to something. Victory is all but assured, but Cersei's plan, she must want to taint that victory somehow.' The warrior noted. 'Now I see; I must stop her, I'm in the best position to do so.'
So, with a careful movement, they sheathed their dagger briefly and reached up to the weapon strapped to their back.
With a few deft movements they unbound the oilcloth and removed it, the weapon was now out in the light. They quickly drew it with their uninjured arm and, after a quick check to see, drew the dagger too.
It was a bit awkward, but they would manage. Thus armed, the warrior quickly crossed over and slipped into the Red Keep, intent on finding Cersei Lannister and finishing this once and for all.
End of chapter, hope you enjoyed it, read and review please.
Well, this is the last Silent Warrior chapter, at least under this identity, on Sunday, we will discover the true identity of the Warrior and their remaining chapters will be under their true name.