In the Dragon Pit,
"How many of them are there?" Tyrion asked no one in particular, shocked at the number of abominations in the flames.
"Too many." Jaime responded, just as shock as his brother.
The rest of them were silent, trying to comprehend how many of those abominations this dragon king has in his possession.
In the Flames,
3 days later,
The Westeros adventurers were riding towards the fortified city, half hour away from their position.
"Master." Gendry approached Arol.
"Yes, lad." He answered.
"I will ride towards the forest, there is a clearing there. I plan to train Tyr; we will meet you in the city afterwards." He quickly clarifies.
Arol thought about it and before long he agreed, "Very well, don't cause any trouble." He said with a smirk.
Gendry smiled at the old man and rode to his sisters to tell them of his decision. They both gave their blessings, Mya giving Gendry a seal sword, which he reluctantly took from her hand, he and Tyr began to ride away, to their surprise Jon joined them.
"Got room for one more?" he asks his 'Brother', as Master Arol like to refer to them as his sons.
"Certainly, training with a swordsman of your skill will benefit Tyr." Gendry responded with a smile, and all three rode towards their training ground.
In the Dragon Pit,
"They are just like us, Ned." The king exclaimed to his old friend.
Eddard smiled, "Ay, your grace, brothers in all but blood."
Stannis tightens his jaw but remains silent.
In the Flames,
The group finally arrived; the fortified city was something to behold.
The city walls are constructed from large limestones, with a slight yellowish tint, standing at approximately 40 ft high, with thickness of around 15 feet. The walls are topped with battlements, watchtowers are positioned at regular intervals, approximately 150. Ft apart. The towers are slightly taller than the walls, with a pyramid roof.
They all stood there, amazed at what is in front of them, Arol's words broke them out of their daze.
"The capital was grander than this, the war took a lot from the people of Kmet." He said with a hint of sadness.
In the Dragon Pit,
Robert was amazed, "This really bring Kings landing to shame." He spoke.
Many were thinking the same thing, but none expect the king himself to acknowledge it.
In the Flames,
A voice called out to them, "Hold, you approach the great city of Krall, state your business."
Arol spurns his horse forward and spoke with the authority that his expected of a member of the mage council. "I am Arol the wise of the mage council, I am here to meet King Linsk."
Arol raised his staff and activated the council seal for the guards, silence fell and before long, the gate opens, the made their way into the city, they couldn't help but admire the gates design, it was built from heavy wooden beams, reinforced with bronze strips, standing at approximately, 20 ft wide and 25 ft wide. The gate is flanked by the two statues of great kings of the past.
In the Dragon Pit,
"Breaching this must be hell." Tyrion says, as he takes in the mighty gate of Krall.
"I don't think it was meant to be breached, lord Tyrion." Stannis remarked.
Robert looked at his Hand, "Jon, I want an inspection of the seven gates of kings landing."
Lord Arryn quickly responded to the king, "Of course your grace."
"Stannis you will lead this endeavor." He tells Stannis, who nodded in agreement.
In the Flames,
The make their way toward the palace, the streets are made of marble and are very narrow with a mix of paved and unpaved surfaces.
They ride past the great market, lined with stalls, shops and residences, giving the city a vibrant and bustling atmosphere. Merchants and Traders from all across Dakour can be seen haggling over goods, including textiles, spices and precious metals.
Arol suddenly stops, to the surprise of the others, "This will be a good chance for us to resupply." he tells them.
"Young Robb and me will meet King Linsk, try not to get in trouble." He said with a grandfatherly smile.
They all nodded and split into the market to buy what they may need for the journey ahead, while Arol and Robb continue towards the palace.
In the Dragon Pit,
"Why does he need Robb there?" Catelyn asks her husband.
"I'm not sure." He answers truthfully.
In the Flames,
Arol and Robb arrived the gate of the great palace, nothing in Westeros matched its grandeur, The palace was a sprawling complex, covering an area of approximately 200,000 square feet. It has multiple levels, with upper levels reserved for the royal family and their guests.
There were several courtyards, gardens and fountains, providing a tranquil oasis within the bustling city.
"Lord Arol, we receive words of your arrival, please follow us to the throne room." A guard at the gate greeted them.
"Lead the way, young one." Arol responded.
In the Dragon Pit,
"The palace looks older than the Red Keep, yet its beauty outshines it by a hundred-fold." Tyrion stated. Only to realize what he said and try to apologize to Robert, who wave him off, since he spoke true.
In the Flames,
They made their way into the throne room, The throne itself was a large stone chair with three enormous gems at its top, an emerald, ruby and diamond in the middle.
They see the king, a young man of about average height and has a huge picky afro. His figure is lean but very well built with dark brown skin tone and brown eyes. He sat with a sheathed blade on his lap, looking at them with interest.
Next to him was a very tall, dark-skinned man with a largely muscular and well-defined build. He had a full head of white hair which flowed into his back along with a long beard. His face has pronounced cheekbones and tear troughs under his eyes, and a prominent crease across his forehead with a mole above his right eyebrow. His top lip also had a darker pigmentation than the bottom one. His canine teeth were also slightly elongated.
"King Linsk" Arol respectfully bowed while Robb knelt.
"Master Arol, you honor us with your presence." King Linsk responded.
In the Dragon Pit,
"He looks young." Renly says.
"He is no older than me when I took the throne." Robert responded.
"They remind me of the summer islanders" Oberyn stated.
"Why is Robb kneeling, when Master Arol only bows?" Arya asks her father.
"It might be because, being a member of the mage council is of equal of higher standing than the king, while Lord Robb is only a knight." Tyrion who heard her, answered before the Warden of the north.
In the Flames,
The flames switch to Gendry and Jon, training young Tyr.
"I didn't know you were a swordsman." Jon said, looking pointedly at the sword on Gendry's hip.
Gendry look down at said weapon, he grips the pommel, "it was mya's idea, a way for me to heal she said."
In the Dragon Pit,
"I wonder what's so important about that sword?" Tyrion wondered.
In the Flames,
"You've improved Tyr." Jon told the boy, who seem to lap up the praise.
"It won't be lo-" Gendry was cut off, as the earth shook under their feet.
"What the hell?" Tyr exclaims.
"Tyr language." Gendry sternly tells him.
"Sorry." He quickly adds, earning a smirk from Jon.
The walk forward to look at the clearing ahead, trying to see if they can find the cause for the ground shaking. They find that they are on a cliff looking down only to see something they've never seen before. A sea of Dragon Spawns marching with a purpose.
"Is that?" Gendry asked shock.
"A Horde" Jon answered with certainty.
"This path leads straight to Krall." Gendry said, then realization dawn on both of them.
"It won't hold against such numbers, especially if caught by surprise." Jon said,
Gendry turn and look at a scared and shock Tyr, "Tyr!" Gendry screamed at him, waking him up from his stupor.
"I- I'm sorry master." He said in a low voice, ashamed of his own weakness.
Gendry knelt down on one knee and look into his young apprentices' eyes, "Don't be, seeing a Horde will test the best of us." The malice and hatred coming from the horde was not for the faint of heart.
Gendry got up and turn to look at the Horde marching, "Tyr, I need you to go to Krall and warn Master Arol, King Linsk need to sally out meet the horde on the open field or Krall is doomed."
Tyr nodded, "What will you do master?" He asks, almost afraid at the answer.
"I'm going to try to slow them down." He answered with a smile.
In the Dragon Pit,
"IS HE MAD!" Stannis Baratheon abruptly screamed, startling everyone in the dragon pit. The boy was the key to exposing the Lannister's and here he was throwing his life away.
"He his thinking rationally, if he can hold out just enough for reinforcements to arrive, he should take that chance." Robert stated to his brother, he did not like it, but what can he do.
In the Flames,
"Master, that's suicide." Tyr says through his shock face.
Gendry turn to look at his apprentice, "Well, I suppose you better ride fast to Krall." He responded with a grin.
Tyr looked conflicted, but in the end, he went back to his horse, "Good luck master." He said before spurning his horse forward making way toward Krall.
In the Dragon Pit,
"That boy is too much like you." Stannis told his brother. Robert chuckled at this.
Cersei glared at the flames, she was hoping this Horde finally kill the bastard.
In the Flames,
Gendry watches his apprentice leave and turn to look at Jon, "you're free to leave with him, Jon." He said with a hint off amusement.
Jon chuckle, "I know, but how will I be able to look Master Arol in the eyes, when I leave a brother to his death."
Gendry smiled and turned to look down at the horde, with a frown, "Tyr is right, this is suicide." He acknowledged.
"Aye" Jon responded.
After what seemed like eternity, Gendry started to glow and a huge puff of smoke surrounded the area, not a moment later a full-grown giant, serpentine, yellow-scaled dragon pierces the veil of smoke and flew up high into the sky.
In the Dragon Pit,
"A Baratheon Dragon!" Shireen exclaimed excitedly, with Myrcella and Tommen joining her. They were hoping that when Gendry comes back, he would let them ride on his head, they hope he would take them across Westeros.
The others were once again amazed that the bastard boy could turn into a dragon.
"Where's Jon?" Arya asked when she didn't see her brother.
"I don't know." Lord Stark said, looking suspicious at the flames.
"Arya, look!" Bran screamed, catching everyone's attention.
To their Shock and Surprise, Jon Stark was on top of the Dragon, arm cross over his chest with a stern look on his face, that reminded Eddard of his father.
In the Flames,
Gendry ascended higher in the sky, he then suddenly stopped and looked down at the marching Horde. he begins to gather fire inside his mouth before "breathing" it out into a huge, conical blast towards the horde below. "S5: Bolo breath" he says, the blast travels rapidly and is extremely powerful.
Jon unsheathes his sword, pointing it at the horde below, "Karyudon" he shouts, he ignites his sword's blade and, from its tip, produces a large, whirling, serpentine dragon made of fire, dense enough that it could be compared to magma.
Jons attack coil itself around Gendry's and when both hit the Horde an explosion of great intensity happens, violently shaking the ground, eradicating all those caught in its vicinity, with a single attack, they burned to ash a quarter of the Hordes numbers, vanished in a brilliant burst of light. The remaining Dragon spawns standing in a now ruin and scorched land
In the Dragon Pit,
The intensity of the attack's brightness caused many individuals in the dragon pit to shield their eyes from it. Many felt terror as they witness the boys combine power, obliterated all those abominations in the resulting explosion.
"A-Amazing" Stammered Edmure Tully.
Catelyn did not like this display of power by the bastard, she prays that Robb is stronger than him.
In the Flames,
After the destruction caused by the combination attack created by the two students of Arol the wise, both young men fell to the ground, the earth cracked by the force of their impact. Now on the ground standing in front of the remaining dragon spawns, they stood defiant, weapon drawn and ready to buy as much time as they can.
"Ready for this Snow?" Gendry asks with a huge grin, as he imbued his Warhammer with Haki. His immense Haki, which radiates an aura of destruction and chaos. Raging like a violent storm, with waves of intense energy crashing against the horde.
Jon summons his flame wings and imbues his sword with Haki. "I was born ready, waters." he answers with a smirk. his own Haki is like a boundless ocean, calm yet powerful. A manifestation of his immense willpower and experience.
The combine might of the two Haki causes the air around them to distort and ripple, like the surface of a pond struck by a stone. Their combine power creates a massive shockwave that resonates throughout the surroundings, causing the environment to tremble and shudder.
Both of their weapons start emitting what looks like black lighting, violently crackling around them, tearing the land apart as it expands around and far from them.
The immense power and aura of these two calamities is being felt throughout the atmosphere. The air is charged with an electric sense of tension, as if the very fabric of reality has been altered by these two titans.
Without a second thought, they both charge headlong into the remaining Dragon Spawns.
In the Dragon Pit,
Those in the dragon pit thought they were used to Haki leaking into Westeros, what a mistake that was. when the two bastards combine power hit them, no one could breathe, it was so powerful that Cersei and Joffrey begin to scream in fear, the younger Lannister children passed out, the dragon pit begin to violently shake.
The northern children ran to their parents holding on to them for dear life. Orlena and Mace passed out, while Garlan, who was holding his grandmother, could barely keep his eyes open.
The others could barely keep their eyes open.
Melisandre, who herself was shaken by the power, made a quick prayer, rescinding the flames back into the 'Seeing Stone', stopping the chaos that the power of these two caused.
(If you need an idea of how Krall looks, it would be Troy from the 2004 movie.)
(Jon and Gendry are in a class of their own, it would take the others combine strength without Jon and Gendry to hold a Horde back. The benefit of being trained by the 4th strongest person on the mage council.)
(I have split this chapter into 3 parts, it was getting too long, thank you for reading and as always Criticize, Criticize, Criticize)