41. Retreat

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Men were crawling from the river, men burned and bleeding, coughing up water, staggering, most dying. Jaime led his troop among them, delivering quicker cleaner deaths to those strong enough to stand. The war shrank to the size of his eye slit. 

Tyon was impressed when knights twice his size fled from him, or stood and died. Just dropped. He felt like a God. They seemed little things, and fearful. 

Jon flinched turning around and stabbing a man closest to the gate. He huffed out stumbling before abandoning the gate and aiming at Jon, an arrow went flying into the mans head though. Jon glanced back seeing Davina smiling down at him. 

Tyon cringed arm was red to the elbow, glistening in the light off the river.

 The battle fever. He had never thought to experience it himself, though Jaime had told him of it often enough. WHen you are older, Jaime would say this is the battle, this is how you will feel, how it will feel when you are in the thick of it.

 How time seemed to blur and slow and even stop, how the past and the future vanished until there was nothing but the instant, how fear fled, and thought fled, and even your body. 

You don't feel your wounds then, or the ache in your back from the weight of the armor, or the sweat running down into your eyes, Jaime had said. You stop feeling, you stop thinking, you stop being you, there is only the fight, the foe, this man and then the next and the next and the next, and you know they are afraid and tired but you're not, you're alive, and death is all around you but their swords move so slowly, you can dance through them laughing.

No one was laughing now. The time both dragged and flew by. Jon saw men trying to scale the wall and Avalon started dropping things on their heads to little use. Jon charged towards them. Davinas fingers were numb from drawing the bow back and she stumbled at loading another arrow. 

(Whenever I see this Gif I think "Lets go mother fuckers!" I know thats not what he is saying but it fits the mood

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(Whenever I see this Gif I think "Lets go mother fuckers!" I know thats not what he is saying but it fits the mood.)

"Go away!" Avalon instructed throwing down another barrel on the mans head. 

Davina got her arrow and the man fell before Jon reached them, he pulled on their legs dropping them down to the earth, he gave them quick deaths before looking up to Davina. She smiled appreciate down at him. 

"RETREAT!"

"NO!" Stannis whined as he was dragged off. 

"RETREAT!"

"NO! FIGHT WITH ME!" Stannis commanded. 

"RETREAT!"

"NO!" Stannis pushed through and met Oberyn's blade quickly. He stumbled back, his body not realizing it didnt have a head. 

"This is my practice for taking down the mountain. You were no competition." 

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It was late but the fires were still burning when Avalon ran into their chambers, Draco and Arya were at the ready but quickly put down their swords. Nora ran to Avalon and hugged her tight.

"Mama I missed you!" Nora declared. "You okay? Got all your fingers and toes?" Nora questioned.

"I'm okay, we won." Avalon remarked happily as she hugged her children. "We won, we are safe."

"Celebratory party!" Draco declared.

"Bed time." Avalon corrected.

"Boo!" Arya countered.

"You did it mama?" Kelsea questioned hugging her.

"Yeah baby, we did it. Your father, you should have seen him out there," Avalon fanned a hand in front of her face.

"Gross." Draco countered.

"Him taking charge is very sexy." Avalon remarked pressing a kiss to Dracos head.

"I could have been out there." Draco murmured leaning tiredly into her. Now that the danger had passed, the adrenaline fading the kids realized how late it truly was and yawns over took them.

"Mum," Cersei remarked. "Jaime?"

"He's fine." Avalon assured. "Your father as well," Avalon added looking to Sansa and Arya.

"Davina kicked their butts?" Nora questioned.

"Of course she did." Arya agreed. Avalon chuckled glancing back at her. "I mean she did right? She's kind of a badass." 

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