Game of Dragonborn.

Chapter 129 - Actions on Bear Island 03.

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Third Person POV.
Bear Sland.

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"They simply left... why?" the little girl murmured as she looked at the now empty place. They had still left behind many weapons and siege tools, as if they had thrown away all the work of the last few weeks in trying to invade the Mormont fortress.

The place was completely deserted with no sign of the ironborn.

"We don't know, Lady Mormont. They simply left everything behind and moved toward the coast," the maester murmured.

"Maybe enemies arrived... If that happened, clearly the ironborn would immediately want to return to their ships and defend them," the castle's master-at-arms said.

"If that's really true, then we have some hope. The North may have finally sent reinforcements! Our people are reaching a limit, and our resources are running out..." the girl murmured a little uncertainly.

She was far too young for her position, but with the absence of her mother and sisters — with rumors saying all had died in the South — she had to assume leadership of House Mormont, not just due to the lack of a better claimant, but out of necessity.

"Maybe it's the free folk who passed the Wall," the maester suggested with a grimace.

"My uncle didn't warn me about that," Lady Mormont murmured.

"Damn... it can only be those savages. I'm not opening the gate for them," the master-at-arms murmured.

"You know the Wall has already fallen. And they have a bloody dragon! How can we fight that, my lord?" a soldier murmured.

Obviously, Jeor Mormont, who still remained Lord Commander of the Night's Watch, exchanged letters with his family, asking about the situation on the island after he awoke. At the same time, he informed them about the Wall's situation, because it was quite shocking: the Wall had fallen and nearly 200,000 wildlings were now in a massive camp at present.

There was no hiding how worried they were, feeling the situation growing even worse. They had lost most of their people in recent moons and weeks, and now they were faced with the wildling group — who had never passed the Wall before in history — so close to them.

Obviously, the northerners didn't trust them, due to the relationship they'd always had throughout history...

"We'll have to wait and see who comes to our gates... the ironborn, or whoever is fighting them," Lady Mormont murmured.

And it was at that moment that, suddenly, a booming explosion erupted, making everyone inside the walls look around in shock, as a roar from a giant creature rose, causing some to fall to the ground, stunned.

"What is that?" a soldier stammered.

"No doubt. It's the dragon... the one we heard about. He brought it to Bear Island!" the maester was shocked, while the girl had a glint of fear in her eyes, unable to see what was happening in the distance as they remained on the fortified towers of Mormont's stronghold, looking toward the coast, but unable to see it clearly from there as it was a bit far.

Meanwhile, on the coast, men were bathed in white flames at that very moment, while the dragon tore through a large portion of the gathered group.

Everyone among the ironborn tried to run, but were frozen and killed right there, white flames devouring them alive.

Winter continued firing her flames as she crossed a line through nearly 3,000 enemies, cutting them in two. The men began to scatter in panic.

Then, she turned back and advanced toward the group on the side of the Mormont fortress, while Jon stood calmly on the beach with the free folk, watching everything.