After a fierce fight and having successfully barricaded the doors of the crypts, Arya led Sandor, Davos, Beric, Jaime, Brienne and Gendry towards the secret underground. All can see that Sansa has already taken all the refugees with her, the crypt being deserted. Ghost goes first, followed by Arya. Behind them, the dead pound the gates barricaded in hurry by the survivors, to knock them down and seem to be about to get there.
Further underground, Sansa and Gilly continue to lead the inhabitants through the darkness of the tunnel, getting closer to the exit. Missandei and Varys stay in the middle while Tyrion, Samwell and Podrick stay behind and close the walk. But suddenly, a wight that had managed to come in and followed them emerged from the shadows, screaming and throws himself on Tyrion who finds himself plastered on his back, the face of the dead almost stuck to his. Samwell and Podrick intervene and push the dead man back and Sam killed him with a dagger in his head, while Podrick helped Tyrion to get up, grateful to both men.
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For his part, Jorah continued to run as fast as he can, while around him, the wights rain without end from the top of the ramparts and pour into the streets, slaughtering even more soldiers. Jorah could see with horror, unsullied and dothrakis transformed into living corpses and beating down on their surviving comrades. A large mass of these walking corpses spot and rushed on him. In a reflex, the Andal knight closed the iron gate in front of him, blocking access to this part of the castle. The wights throw themselves, in a larger and larger group, against the grates, rubbing and tearing the flesh of their faces against the iron. Jorah remained for a moment, breathing hard and remaining paralyzed with fear at the sight in front of him. These dozens of zombies glued to the gate and climbing each other, staring at him with their soulless blue eyes, growling like wild beasts, and holding out their hands through the bars to try to grab him. Jorah then noticed that the hinges of the grid begin to slowly give way under the growing weight of the corpses. It will not last very long, he knows it. After a frantic race, Jorah comes out of breath in the Godswood, to find Theon, Alys, the ironborn soldiers, all perplexed and worried. Behind them, Bran was still is trance.
_"Ser Jorah?" Theon said, interrupted immediately by the Andal knight, out of breath, who seized him on the shoulder. Farther on, the din of the grating yielding and tumbling on the ground with a roar, makes Jorah shudder with horror.
_ "The dead are coming ... we must leave immediately!"
Wights were getting closer and closer to the entrance of the sacred grove, their infinite growls being heard. But suddenly, Bran seems to react in his trance and brings back a protective and very ancient magic from the ancestral tree. The walls and the entrance of the Godswood are thus impregnated with the same magic that protected the cavern of the old three-eyed raven. Immediately, the wights passing the entrance of the wood or attempting to climb the walls were pulverized. Seeing this, the undead stop at the entrance of the wood.
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In the sky, Rhaegal began to show serious signs of exhaustion, against Viserion still vigorous and enraged and starting to take over. But Daenerys and Drogon reappeared and again, start the fight against Viserion. Daenerys unfortunately saw Rhaegal in a sorry state and that he began to sink dangerously into the void. The Queen of Dragons, despite the anxiety, continued to lead Drogon against Viserion, who does not seem ready to be defeated. Drogon in a bite managed to snatch half of the flesh from Viserion's face, exposing his roaring skull with his blue shining eyes.
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On the ground, Jon and the Night King continue their duel, but the king of the dead was much stronger and experienced. Jon was often forced to dodge. Every shot he blocks makes his bones shake, showing the physical strength of the white walkers king. Valyrian steel and magical ice shock in powerful blows and resonate in the night. Unfortunately, a violent, well-placed blow sends Jon flying on several meters and crashing into the snow, half-stunned. The Night King then sheaths his sword and suddenly raises his arms, triggering his terrible necromancer power. With horror, Jon sees the hundreds of corpses covering the field begin to convulse, then open their blue eyes without expressions, and get up little by little, forming new dead-alive troops. Inside Winterfell, the same macabre spectacle is reproduced. Alone and seeing these hundreds of dead now turning to him, Jon feels that it is the end, but decides to fight until the end.
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The TRUE Game of Thrones Ending (Episode 3 to 6 of Season 8)
FanfictionAfter seeing this shit they served to us, I wanted to put how I imagined the unfolding of episodes 3 to 6, sometimes keeping elements of the series that I appreciated, and put the end that for me would be worthy of Game of Thrones (this is only my o...
