The lion, the sorceress and the wardrobe (ROTBTD chronicles)

Great Battle

Few days passed before the war was officially proclaimed all throughout Narnia. Most naiads, driads and nymps were awake and doing their very best to assist Simba's army. As she promised, Elsa was the one to plan most strategies, and she led all trainings. The four kids had been training as much as they could, each with what they had. Jack had been following Elsa around, as she explained everything there was to know about bearing sheer cold under his skin. Merida trained with the centaurs, who were flawless archers, and in no time, she became one too, outstanding even among those who were born with a bow and arrow in hand. Rapunzel spent her days amongst the fae-folk, learning as many healing spells as she could, and understanding the origin of the powerful potion that was given to her on christmas day: the potion was distilled from a sunfire flower, one that grew only in the tallest mountains in the sun, and that Mufasa himself brewed for her. Lastly, Hiccup tried his best to train in swordsmanship with the elves, but he was just not used to bearing weapons and instead chose to rely on Toothless, his dragon friend.

And so, it was not a surprise the day that the centaurs blew the war horns and all troops moved to the meadows where the legendary battle was going to be held. The kind of creatures that followed Pitch were ones that looked as if they were made out of sheer darkness, there were Orcs big as trees and nastier than slugs, and brute giants bearing awful maces the size of cows. There were shadows and terrors that made even the sunrise look gloomy. There were harpies and hags and salamanders with dark scales that ignited everything they touched. And as Pitch Black walked to face Elsa and Simba, who were in the front lines, the ground beneath him darkened into a grey smoke trail. A shiver ran down everyone's spines when they proclaimed the beginning of the battle, and as the war horns were blown once again, swords begun clashing, arrows were shot and death was not late to the reunion.

Hiccup rode on Toothless' back and lead all flying creatures in a battle line from the sky. There were dwarves who mounted pegasi and shot moonbeam arrows at the shadows. There were chimeras and hypoglifs who dived into the battlefield to disarm opponents and flew back into the sky. Overall, and following Elsa's strategy, the fying creatures were the ones causing the most chaos in Pitch's army, for they couldn't see upwards since the light in the sky hurt their eyes, and whenever anything came from up above, they were uttlerly vulnerable to it. Hiccup only made Toothless shoot his plasma blasts when he knew their people were in danger, for Toothless never missed and he always shot to kill. 

Back in ground level, Elsa was the one who lead the battle, using what was left of her icy powers to slow the enemies down and yelling instructions to and fro. Centaurs were the archers, minotaurs the defensive line. Every other creature in the middle, fight fast, retrieve  even faster, no one was to get hurt if she could help it. Although Elsa refused to have any of the children in immediate danger, Jack slipped past her sight and right into the middle of the battle. He used the sheppherd's staff he had stolen days ago to channel his powers and he made all the terrors stop in their tracks, as in they had been frozen solid. Pitch turned around from fighting Elsa to notice his true opponent, the one bearing winter in his name. He of course realized it was not from Elsa who he had to take the throne, but from those despicable children and, specially, that white-haired boy. Jack smiled mischeviously as he used his staff as a hook and hanged from Toothless' paw just as him and Hiccup were flying low. Jack and Hiccup rode together, as Jack shot freezing breezes at every other creature, leaving less and less of those of the dark army.

Meanwhile, the girls had stayed back in the tents, due to Simba's orders, because, according to him, they had a more important mission. Unaware of what it was, Merida believed she had been fooled into staying behind, getting offended at the thought that others considered her not strong enough. The redhead knew Rapunzel didn't mind staying there with the flower faeries, since she didn't enjoy battles, but it felt wrong to the archer to stay behind while her brothers and the people she loved risked their lives for their land. Just as she was planning to sneak out of the tent and to the battle, the great Golden Lion appeared and called for them both. He indicated them to ride on his back and to hold on tightly.