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Third Person POV.
Somewhere on North....
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Among the snow scattered across the ground, she began to rise as a sound started to be heard, spreading in slow motion as the thousands of footprints hit the ground. There was a group of 500 animals running towards a man wearing the attire of the free people, who by his side, had at least 30 summons. But, even with such a small number, the man did not seem to be afraid as he ran towards the horde of hundreds of enemies.
Around him, lightning and fireballs began to be thrown at the animals from a distance, as the fire and lightning atronachs used their powers from afar and the 4 ice atronachs ran alongside their master.
Jon kept looking at the horde of animals coming towards him, analyzing what would be the best strategy to take care of all of them and come out victorious. After thinking for a bit, he, like an experienced commander, began to devise a plan. The first thing he did was use a specific Thu'um, taking a deep breath while running with his spear in one hand and the runic sword in the other, he released his voice.
"FAAS RU MAAR!" He shouted in the language of the dragon riders, making a thunder appear in the middle of the day once more. The effect of these words created something among the enemy animals. Because, even with the control of the warg and not being able to be controlled by Jon, the effect of this shout, brought fear.
Jon saw the animals reacting to the sound of his words, because at least 100 animals, mainly the smaller ones, began to disperse, escaping the site as they ran in fear to the opposite side and were often trampled by their companions as they hindered his advance. Jon had taken care of the first part of them, but this was not enough to ensure victory.
Then, he saw the mammoths coming after the bears in the middle part, and he approached until he was a few meters from them while leading his attack, many animals had already fallen due to the constant attack of fire and lightning, leaving a few dozen bodies along the way as they screamed in agony from electric shocks and agonizing as the fire consumed them.
Jon, approaching the center where the larger animals were, he used a skin spell, the most powerful in his arsenal to protect himself like armor and took a deep breath before launching a new Thu'um, Dragonskin.
"FUS RO DAH!!" He shouted with another thundering sound and a powerful force of impact came out in front of him, digging the earth at his feet while everything was thrown back and into the enemy field, as bears were thrown in his direction and even the mammoths fell to the side, Jon continued to advance stepping on the destroyed terrain, as he made a breach in the enemy group and advanced with his summons behind him.
He advanced, beginning to slash with everything he could, while burning with his runic sword and easily piercing them with his ice blade. The battle had turned into chaos after that, as spectral animals and normal animals fought against each other, while other creatures launched their powers over the enemy force still at a distance.
Jon closed his mind at that moment, surrounded by enemies, blood spurted as they cut them, lightning and flames flew everywhere while animals growled and screamed in agony the whole time.
Ygritte watched from afar, a bit frightened, the screams of agony coming from all sides, while Jon was in the middle of all that chaos. Animals ran, fled; some bled and fell dead.
"Jon, be well," she murmured, as she picked up her bow and began to shoot arrows at the animals, after climbing on top of a rock and observing the battle from a distance, not knowing what Jon's situation was, but knowing that he was surrounded in that chaos.
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Game of Thrones: The Dragonborn.
FanfictionJon Snow is a Dragonborn after 2 millennia without another appearing, an identity that is neither on the light side nor the dark side, only caring about his own goals before wanting to be good or evil. Some may label him a demon while others a hero...