(Third Person POV)
[A Tyrell-Baratheon Camp, Several Miles From The Battle]
Septon Barth walked up to a Knight, "Where are the main forces?" He asked him, "Lord Tyrell and Lord Ashford should have been here by now."
The Knight was looking off into the distance, seeing that on the Horizon, there was smoke trailing upwards.
"I believe...." He said as he narrowed his eyes, "That they will not join us, Septon."
It had been around an hour after Balerion descended upon the Tyrell army and burned the majority of them, scattering them completely as the Duskguard led by Maegor were caught up in the flas. The Camp had heard the distant roaring and was on high alert, not sure if the Black Dread would fly further into the territory.
Baelon did not wish to linger in the Stormlands much longer, opting to fly towards the Reach and intercept the Hightower forces that were ant to act as reinforcents. As this was happening, Aemon and his forces were cleaning up the Stormland forces, and the Prince himself had decided to fly to Storm’s End to force House Baratheon to surrender.
Septon Barth just happened to be fortunate enough to be in the camp, waiting for the main army and converge with the rest of the Faith forces.
Barth frowned, "This...." He said, "This is not sothing I would like to hear."
"Septon." the Knight said, "We are doing the right thing. We are fighting on behalf of the Faith. The Faith is all we have, we cannot let a cult overtake us."
"The King wants to coexist with the Trinity, we must not allow it." Barth said, "This is-"
He was cut off by the sounds of shouting and clashing steel. It ca from the southwest part of the camp and the two of them looked over to see a bit of smoke.
The Knight drew his sword, "What is going on?!" He asked, "An attack?!"
The alarm bell was sounded as more shouting was heard, several soldiers began to run in a single direction, their weapons drawn.
The Knight got in front of Barth, "Stay behind ." He said, "This is not good!"
Off in the distance, several black figures pushed through an entire group of soldiers, swinging their swords and fiercely cutting them down. Barth saw that the figures were n clad in burning armor, and a seriously foul stench filled the air as they got closer.
"What in the hells?!" The Knight bellowed, "n!! Fight them off!!"
Several longbown got in front of Barth and the Knight and proceeded to fire arrows at the armored n who were fighting viciously, almost ferally. Their arrows hit their armor and most of them shattered but so managed to pierce through the lted parts, causing them to stumble.
In a very shocking display, the burning knights simply charged forwards, cutting more n by the second as a loud bellow was heard.
"Agghhhh!!!!!!" a voice called out
The Knight and Barth looked to their right to see Maegor bursting through a tent, which caught in flas, plunging a sword through the chest of a squire. He kicked the squire down and pulled the sword out of his corpse, and simply lunged at another nearby knight.
The entire left side of his armor was charred, lted onto his flesh, as smoke was emitting. Even the left side of his face was charred black, but his eye was unhard, as it was widened with pure rage.
Barth looked to the burning knights, noticing the Trinity sigil on their armor through the smoke and flas.
"The Duskguard.....?" Barth said aloud
Maegor rushed towards where they were, avoiding the arrows as the longbown shot at him. Upon reaching one, he swung his sword and cut his hand off with ease. He smacked him down to the ground as he lunged at the next one, thrusting his blade into his chest, imdiately killing him. As he pulled the blade out of him, an arrow hit his shoulder, piercing it.
This did not bother him, however, and he glared at the other longbowman, rushing at him and split his head down the middle with a swift swing of his sword.
The Knight rushed at him as Maegor pulled his sword out and tried to swing his sword at him but he was able to step to the side in ti.
Maegor swung his sword and easily cut him in the throat, "DIE!!"
The Knight dropped his blade and clutched his throat, "Aghh...."
Maegor then plunged the blade through his head, killing him, "You fucking Faith cocksuckers!!!!" He bellowed, "I will murder you all!!! All of you will fucking die!!!!"
He swung the sword outwards and blood sprayed everywhere as the Knight collapsed down, dead.
Maegor was panting heavily, feeling the pain of the dragonfire still, "Arghh....." He said as he hunched down, glaring right at Barth, "You..."
Barth was frozen in fear, looking at the sight of Maegor, The Cruel. It was not sothing he had hoped to co across, not yet at the very least. In fact, Barth was unsure if the Duskguard would make a move.
But here they were, a group of burning Duskguard knights had assaulted the camp where Septon Barth was.
Maegor didn’t know he was here, though. After he had been burned by Balerion and Dark Sister taken by Baelon, Maegor imdiately got up to regather his forces, who were still alive due to the power of the Trinity. They then scoured the area and found the camp in which Maegor decided to attack.
The Duskguard Knights were scattering all over the camp, cutting down as many as they possibly could. All while Maegor was standing before Septon Barth, the one responsible for this entire movent happening.
"Maegor...." Barth said, "You are but an abomination."
"Abomination?" Maegor spat on the ground, "I am just a man who was brought back by a god. I died, didn’t I? And here I am, alive."
"Resurrection is not natural." Barth said with a serious tone, "The Gods-"
"It doesn’t fucking matter what the Gods say!" Maegor shouted, "The sa gods who are not capable of doing what Drakken does. You don’t understand, do you? I was supposed to die again, by dragonfire! Yet here I stand before you. Here we stand before you. I, who was forsaken by my own Dragon. I still live and breathe, my entire body filled with nothing but rage."
"You are just a trick perford by Drakken!" Barth said, "A filthy lie!!!"
"Drakken is a God." Maegor said as he lunged at him, "And his might....is Truth!!!"
In a swift motion, Maegor plunged his blade into Barth’s chest, which took the septon by surprise.
"A-Aghh.." Barth managed weakly, "No....."
Maegor glared at him, "My mission...." He said, "Was to crush the Faith....."
"And I succeeded."
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