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Pessoa Thrid POV
Westeros, 295 AC.
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Jon pierced the High Septon's throat, and for everyo was an ued shock. Of course, they hadn't offered bread and salt to Jon, given his iions, and could pce evidence against them while they were using ons, g that they had attacked them. But they hadn't expected this to actually happen.
Blood spread over the septons behind him, as time seemed to sloith their reas shown in slow motion while Jon analyzed his situation with his guards moving slowly behind him, preparing to face all those soldiers running towards them. Jon also saw the archers ready at the top of the room, but he had already foreseen this, and his hidden animals would act at that moment.
In the moment, Jon removed his sword from the man and unched himself at the archmaester, intending to end his life there. However, he felt one of the maesters carrying a dagger, threw it at him, and quickly his eyes shone emerald between his grey and moved his body swiftly, decapitating that maester.
What followed was chaos, as everyone finally began to bee aware of what was happening there. Religious people began to move away from the pierced body of the High Septon, who couldn't even speak, dying from the heme, while the maesters tried to run away, with Archmaester Vorian quickly distang himself from Jon.
Jon's soldiers began to surround him, it was 10 against dozens, but that didn't stop them from having fidence as they awaited the soldiers to csh against them.
"Kill them, kill them!!" Archmaester Vorian immediately shouted.
"Shoot them, kill the savages!!" One of the septons shouted to the archers as they began to aim at the Arti group, but something happe that moment. Through a hole in that room, birds began to emerge, mainly ravens from the Citadel itself. Here, they trained ravens to be messengers and taught them to deliver letters, so there was a rge tration of them in a huge aviary with external birds. He mao open it, and all the ravens, something Jon had already pced under his trol, began to fly out as soon as it ened.
The people who took care of this looked at it in surprise, uo do anything about the situation other than watch them fly away. The ravens quickly began to follow through the Citadel aer through the hole in that room Jon had found. Even with the maesters ing the pce of all animals, some were still left, and he mao map the pce.
A swarm of ravens simply attacked the archers as they were hit before even firing their arrows.
"What is this?!"
"Ahhh!!"
"My face!!"
"Someohese things off me!! My eye!!"
The ravens turned from simple carrier birds into a killer group, cutting soldiers as best they could, scratg their faces, and even gouging out some eyes. They mao cate or two ravens, but the number of ravens was overwhelming, surrounding them. All twenty archers had been covered, with the maesters aons watg the se from the ground, fear in their eyes.
In the moment, the Arti ons cshed against on swords, the sound of metal filling the room. The on bdes quickly lost to the Eldeal, while the royal guards were even superior to the greatest soldiers of Westeros, cutting through their leather armor and killing those men serving those lords.
Jon didn't g behind his meiced how those men who had threatened him and made absurd demands began to run towards the entrahey had e from. Quickly, he started in that dire, cutting the first man while drawing his sed sword after putting on his Eldeal helmet to fully protect himself from what would happe. He ahe ravens to stop the maesters while the men above them began to shout for help or for the ravens to stop.
"We must get out of here!!!"
"Quick, to the door!"
They kept exg in fear until the ravens began to fly towards them, and they had to slow their run, trying to protect their faces.
"AHHHH"
"Stop, cursed birds!!"
"Kill the sorcerer!!" they excimed, stunned amidst the fpping wings and the etal happening in the middle of the room. Jon tinued advang, cutting down anyone eared in front of him. He moved much faster than he had shown iyrells' training yard; he had bee a killing mae, taking down his fourth, fifth, and sixth men before advang on the maesters aons.
The Arti soldiers received some blows sihe number of enemies was rge; however, they were fully armored and with their light armor, they could easily gain an advah their skills with swords, axes, and hammers, starting a true massacre.
The maesters could barely think amidst the chaos, trying to protect themselves from the ravens attag them at that moment. But surely, they hadn't believed that their attempt to take over the power of the kingdom north of the wall, seizing its secrets and pg their influend religion among these people, would end in the massacre they were receiving.
If there was anything tret about their as, it was too te as they felt a pain they had never felt in their lives, with their faces being torn or even losing some eyes. The screams of pain domihe entire room and were so loud that even a group of soldiers who had been stationed outside waiting for orders from the maesters aons could hear it, causing them to tremble slightly, not knowing what was happening inside.
"Quick! We must see what's happening!" the captain of the squad of thirty other soldiers immediately shouted as they advao open the door.
Meanwhile, the maesters couldn't even see someone appearing in front of them, ready to end their suffering. Jon was no lohe iator who had been discussing with the Martell and Tyrell families as their vassals i moons. He had bee a monster in battle, a ruthless killer, and that was how Artica acted. After all, it had no enemies because they were all eliminated.
Jon swung his sword as he ordered the ravens to finally withdraw. He began to cut down the first man mercilessly, not g if it was a maester or a man of the Faith of the Seven. They had provoked his people, and it was time to show that there was no mercy for his enemies.
"AHHH!!!" The first ma his body pierced by the cold Valyrian steel, falling to the ground. The others barely had time to think as they saw the Arti king there, killing the sed, removing the head of anoing for the third, terrifying all the dozens of these men, already injured by the birds' attack.
They began to run, but Jon ahe birds again to prevent them from getting too far while he tinued cutting them down one by one.
The door opened as new city soldiers entered, horrified by the se. On the main table, the High Septon y dead, with men falling to the Arti soldiers, blood spurting everywhere, birds cirg the pce while tinuing to attad destroy the archers' faces at the top of the room, and a man with a strai helmet mercilessly massag the maesters aons, moving his swords and cutting them down with ease.
That sight quickly terrified all the men, and the captain himself took steps back due to all that horror. "Protect the maesters aons!!" the ander shouted, pointing at Jon attag them. The trembling soldiers went to attack him, gaining a bit of ce si was just one man. The captain did not apany them; on the trary, he was so scared that he started to run away, not seeing how they would get out of there alive.
He fled while Jon was being surrounded by guards, but his birds sooed the soldiers from advang, attag their faces mercilessly once again, being part of the chaos with their screams.
The castle soon began to stir with what was happening in that room, as both the captain fled and some soldiers with blood-covered faces begged for help.
"What's happening?!" an apprentice maester looked frightened by the screams being heard.
"This..." a female voice spoke as she dressed ier's robes. This was Sarel Sand, one of Oberyn Martell's daughters, and she aying close attention to what was happening, having received a raven from her family after what the Artis had doo her father and sisters.
She had learned of the Artis' arrival a few ho, drawing the Citadel's and the city's attention with their sudden visit, even hoping to catch a glimpse of the man she resented. But she couldn't see him properly amid so many maesters, apprentices, and Citadel staff at the entrance, and they were quickly escorted inside.
Now, with the screams being heard on the upper floors, she began to walk through the corridors, passing by people running in desperation. She was feeling some fear of that chaos, not imagining what was happening there.
"Hey, you!" a voice emerged beside her as she looked at this person.
"You must get out of here now... I heard from a guard that the Artis are killing the maesters!" Archmaester Marwyn said to the apprentice.
"What?!" She couldn't help but be stunned and frozen.
"What are you doing, get out of here now!!" he excimed, and she nodded, starting to run away as suggested.
Things were far from over, as the group of Artis with giants in the fortress courtyard quickly learned what was happening before seeing people running away from the Citadel after hearing from the survivors fleeing that iation room. After all, there were wargs not only among them but in the fleet and the men outside the city gate who knew what was happening instantly.
"Prepare for bat!!!" one of the men from that group of hundreds excimed, and in the moment, all the dwarves, humans, and giants began to prepare. The 1,000 men guarding the Citadel's entrance, waiting for the order to attack them, were surprised when they saw the Artis drawing their ons and shields.
"What is happening? Why are they preparing for battle?!" a ander of that fleet looked at this, w what was going on.
"Sir... look at the size of those swords!!" a soldier beside him looked stunned as the 4-meter giants drew their 3-meter swords made of pure Eldeal, while some tinued with shields and spears, preparing for offensive and defensive bat against the crowd surrounding them, but without any fear in their as.
Suddenly, someone opened a window on the upper floors and threw themselves out, falling into the courtyard while screaming before dying like an animal.
"Prepare for battle!" the aook a sed to process what was happening as people began to pass through the Citadel door a moment ter, screaming for help while trying to flee and avoiding the Arti soldiers preparing for battle.
"It seems it has started, let's get ready!!" a man at sea, with white eyes, returo normal before issuing this order.
The ships agreed and began to prepare immediately after. "Let's go! Let's attack those damned southerners!!" the Artis shouted as the ships started moving, with Arya beside Seryna on the fgship, watg all the movement. y more ships began to move, heading for the city with 4,500 soldiers.
Jaime watched this from a separate ship, stunned, still w what they were pnning, almost questioning if they were heading to Lannisport. After all, he didn't know the sea and saw mert ships sailing out sometimes, and he deduced they weren't far from Highgarden.
"Curious to know where the ships are going, blondie?" a dwarf asked Jaime with an amused smile.
"You won't tell even if I ask." Jaime scoffed, starting to believe that the Arti king was attag his family's city, even though he hadn't writteter yet.
"HEY, you're not thinking of telling the southerners, are you?" another dwarf approached and mocked his colleague.
"You talk as if he wouldn't find out eventually." the first dwarf mocked and looked at Jaime. "It's a city called Oldtown. There's a great library, and our king intends to iate differently, as you see, with many soldiers." the dwarf said, leaving Jaime relieved but at the same time raising an eyebrow, watg the ships depart. The ships that were watg them saw this movement and quickly began to turn to alert the city, but they wouldn't even know how it would be passed on in the few minutes by the Arti teology.
Meanwhile, outside the city. "It looks like it has started... Let's get ready!!" the royal guard said to Eldrid the other soldiers.
They had captured a lot of people during this time, with people giving up oering the city while it was closed. But leaving them aside, the ander looked at the equipment they brought and nodded as the giants prepared shortly after.
"Sound the trumpets, it's time for them to know we're here!" the royal guard gave the order, and the giants picked up a huge trumpet before one approached it and blew into its funnel with his enormous lungs.
The sound echoed through the region in the moment, while the Arti soldiers were prepared to start the attack. The king had informed them about creating his own distra iy so they could attack aggressively.
Both the people in front of the gate and the guards looked towards the war sound, scared, while in the middle of that field outside the city, Arti soldiers began to appear, more and more, until a thousand of them emerged, sg the people so much that they started to run away, leaving behind their goods and belongings in their carts, looking for any pce to hide.
"This..." The soldiers on the wall were alert at that moment as they saw a group of soldiers begin to face that group and start to march among them. From the height they were at, they could hit up to 150 meters away, but the Artis not only had bows made of Weirwood, which could reach that distance even from the ground, but the giants were preparing wildfire to destroy the whole pce!
"Inform Lord Hightower, the city is utack!!" the soldier shouted to a messenger who ran off the moment to inform his lord. He ran, but it was nothing that the patriarch's brother of the Hightower family hadn't already heard from his tower.
"What is that sound!!??" he said, stunned. He was already a bit frustrated with the maesters taking the Artis before them, even though they would go to the Citadel afterward to be imprisoned and fought, but it hurt his pride a little now that he had a bit of the taste of power his brother had over their house.
He stepped away from his window and looked toward the window where he heard the sound of a great trumpet and saw the group of Arti soldiers preparing for the fight. "This... what's happening?! Are they going to attack us?!" he murmured, surprised by this. Of course, he expected something like this, but not so quickly.
"My lord!! The city is utack!!" The door opened with a soldier of the family appearing, the house's master of arms.
"Yes, I see that, prepare all the city's soldiers to defend it!!" he issued the order quickly, not imagining how useless it would be in the few hours.
Iy, suddenly, a rge number of ravens and other birds began to fly out of the windows of the enormous structure, cirg the pce.
"It seems it's over," Jon ented as the room fell silent, c the atmosphere.
The floor was covered in blood, while Jon and his soldiers were the only oanding. Jon looked at the pile of people he had killed; they were men of faith and schors, but with ambitions that led them to their current fate. Jon killed eae of them, even without them bearing arms or being a threat to him. He killed without mercy. His father wouldn't be proud of something like this if he knew, but for Jon, that didn't matter anymore. He would bee a monster if it meant proteg his people's snty, leaving a very clear message. Perhaps not even killing the royal children could be as sdalous as what he did this day, seeing people cut down on the floor.
"My king... are you alright?" a royal guard came up to him, and he nodded.
"I'm fine... and you, I know there were no casualties, but any injuries?" Jon asked, after all, even though they were outnumbered, they had massacred all of them with their advantage in ons and skills. Jon had eliminated half a dozen soldiers who tried to face him before his soldiers helped, auro mercilessly massacre the maesters aons. His soldiers quickly made the armed men fall while some fled.
"Our armors protected us very well, my king. We have only a few dents, but their poor metal couldn't do anything against us. It was an unequal fight," he said, and Jon nodded. He could see as the guards ed their ons that some people were still dying in silence.
"Give them mercy," Jon said. He still wao give his enemies a quick death as he approached one suffering silently among the maesters.
"Tell me, Archmaester Vorian, did you have any idea things would end like this?" Jon asked as he walked among the bodies and saw the man with a pierced chest, heming.
"..." The man had pain, fear, and hatred in his eyes when he looked back at Jon. "You think you'll get out of here alive. You really were the demon we feared, damn sorcerer!" he spoke with some effort as his mouth filled with blood.
"We will get out of here alive and massacre anyone who tries to stand in my way. You thought you could trol me, just like my people. This created the monster you see before you. I khis would happen before ing here, though I was very surprised by your fiden trying to trol Artica with a citadel, ge our faith, and even want to trol the one who would i me one day," Jon mocked.
"You damned bastard... Hm?!" He tried to curse Jon, but Jon simply took his Valyrian steel sword and thrust it into the man's throat, making him moan as he died slowly.
"We're done here, let's move on. We must domihe whole city before sag this pce," Jon said as his men finished off aill dying in that blood-soaked room.
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