Game of Thrones: The Dragonborn.

Chapter 23 - Hunting The Three-eyed Raven 06.

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Third Person POV.
Somewhere on North.

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As the carcasses from the battle burned throughout the area, his incantations doing their work, silence had finally taken hold of the battleground, his cloak still enveloped with ethereal energies coursing through his body.

He stood there at that moment, at peace as his summons disappeared until not a single one remained... Looking over the area for a while and then turning to Ygritte, who was approaching.

"So... shall we move on? What will happen after we enter there?" She asked cautiously.

"I don't know, but I want you to stay alert. We don't know what we're going to find, and you won't be safe staying here," he warned as he turned his attention to the tree in the distance.

She just nodded, a bit fearful, but still, she was already here, having seen things that have shaken her entire world view. She wasn't going to be weak now.

"Let's continue..." Jon said as he walked towards the site with Ygritte following closely behind.

Jon, for several hundred meters more, saw no animals and continued until he came upon the large tree in front of them. There, a large space revealed itself to be a frozen lake.

He used his magic, and his eyes glowed; among the roots below the tree, Jon saw, at least half a dozen beings inside the tree and then used the form to detect the dead to see that the frozen lake was infested with the undead there.

He assessed the situation and looked at Ygritte, since there were enemies all around. "Stay close to me and use this," he requested, handing her a rune-etched sword to use, as it would now be a close combat, and it wouldn't be safe to keep her at a distance.

He started walking, stepping on the edge of the side and walked with Ygritte by his side, his hand on the ice spear, waiting for the first dead to emerge, as they continued crossing the lake on alert and being in the middle of it, the ground broke and the dead surged running towards them. Jon braced himself, as more explosions from the ground occurred and he was getting ready to face all five of the undead running towards them at that moment.

"Those two on the right, take care of them, and I'll fight the 3 on the left." He advised her as he prepared his spear while Ygritte raised the sword waiting for her opponents to approach.

Jon quickly moved his spear and began to pierce the first skeleton that appeared, making it fall inert to the ground upon contact. As soon as he slashed, spinning once more, he cut down the second and pierced the third coming right behind.

Meanwhile, Ygritte parried the sword of the first and passed her blade with a cut on the arm as it heated up and started to burn while screaming in pain. She stepped back a bit and almost got hit by the second, which caused her to lose balance and fall to the ground, as the Wight advanced towards her.

However, before it could reach, the blade of ice pierced its rib in the air. Where Jon pulled the blade out of the dead body, went over to her, and helped her up. "Be careful," He said.

"Thank you..." She murmured, getting up.

Jon didn't even get to respond because on the other side of the lake, there was another explosion, where at least ten more undead emerged, shattering the ice with skeletons without flesh, screaming at them.

Seeing that with that number of enemies, Ygritte could get hurt, he summoned 2 flaming Atronachs, which appeared beside them in portals and began to cast fire directly at the creatures.