Game of Thrones: The Dragonborn.

Chapter 5 - Making friends

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Jon Snow POV
Somewhere on North.

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"What a good feeling," I thought as the energy of the battle pulsed through me, a frenzy of intense emotions. However, this satisfaction was abruptly interrupted by a colossal impact that shook my worldview. I received a punch, a powerful force that made my body recoil several meters. I didn't allow myself to faint, fall, or give up; instead, a defiant smile remained on my face.

My opponent, an imposing giant, stood at 5 meters tall, towering as the largest among all the colossi in the area. His name echoed in harmony with his feared reputation in this inhospitable land. His skin looked crumpled, and both of us were marked by blood, a visible trail from our fierce confrontation. In a moment that escaped my consciousness, I realized I was shirtless, a victim of the heat generated by the fight in the freezing cold.

Adrenaline rushed through my veins, momentarily banishing the sensation of pain. The giant's blows, which would have decapitated an ordinary man, seemed more like slaps to me. I had absorbed numerous dragon souls, strengthening my body with each devouring, and a skin spell added for extra protection against the giant.

I spat blood on the ground, a tribute to the intensity of the battle, and stared at Mag, the mighty one, with a challenging smile, ready for more.

I immersed myself in the frenzy of battles in Skyrim, where the imminence of danger, the accelerated pulse of adrenaline, and the expectation of confronting an opponent determined to kill provided an experience that, paradoxically, filled me with a unique sensation despite being fully alive. My smile, filled with expectations, lit up my face during this peculiar fight, devoid of weapons, where I exchanged punches with a giant of fists. It was a peculiar amusement, a challenging test of brute strength, where I faced powerful blows with the same intensity.

I faced my opponent with this smile, ignoring his previous punch. The giant returned my gaze, and I could discern the wild gleam of battle in his eyes, a mix of respect and enthusiasm. We were in the giants' camp, where hundreds of them cheered for our fight. The sight of a human facing a giant on equal terms surprised and thrilled them, turning the event into a feast of emotions. Tormund, though present, was stunned, his mouth open and eyes wide, betraying his inability to fully absorb the moment.

The intense atmosphere drew half of Mance's camp, with the giants roaring, shouting, and laughing, turning an ordinary day in this frozen place into something extraordinary. Among the giants, I observed several humans sharing Tormund's stunned look, most belonging to the Thenns, whose tents surrounded the area, consolidating them as the group closest to the giants.

Momentarily disconnecting from my thoughts, I fixed my gaze on my opponent with enthusiasm. We stared at each other in mutual silence, completely ignoring everything around us. After a few seconds of anticipation, we started running towards each other.

With every step I took, my heart throbbed intensely, and the world seemed to slow down. The sound of my feet hitting the ground, lifting ice and snow, echoed like a peculiar soundtrack. Perhaps not as effective as my opponent, but that didn't intimidate me; I kept running, without losing pace. As we approached, he prepared to throw a punch, leaning his arm back. Before getting too close, I leaped to match heights. Aware of the disadvantage of his long arms' reach, I accelerated my movement to surprise him.

I leaped with speed, and even with his eyes revealing surprise, the giant maintained his posture to hit me. I leaned and directed my punch to his left cheek. I felt my fist embedding itself in his face, a tough and heavy sensation, but at the same time, I was struck by another impact on the left side of my head. Both of us collided, tossed like puppets to his side. The giant flew about 5 meters before hitting the ground, while I was thrown a greater distance of approximately 10 meters, colliding with one of the nearby tables and breaking it.