Game of Thrones: The Prideful One - Chapter 145:

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The last twenty four hours of waiting… were, excruciating, and yet the worse had yet to come. As the waves of undead soldiers got themselves into position, I couldn’t help but stare in disbelief… his army eclipsed mine in sheer numbers.

Giants, Ice Spiders, and more… with eighty percent of his army being… nothing but walking skeletons, meaning he had resurrected even those who had died a long time ago.

And yet, the Night King was nowhere to be seen, “Where the fuck is he?” I muttered in question as I paced around the wall.

“I can’t see him… there are too many of them,” The three eyed raven grumbled.

“I can see that,” I sighed.

“He’s coming,” Leaf said, taking a deep breath, “I will commence the ritual, we will buy you as much time as we can possibly exchange for our lives,”

“Very well,” I nodded, not really paying much attention to her.

“Ronard…�� That was him… his voice… the dark and chilling tone that had plagued my dreams with nightmares, sending shivers of cold down my spine, “We finally meet,”

Taking a deep breath I turned to look beyond the wall, seeing the monster slowly approaching the wall, “Can’t say it’s a pleasure,” I spat, loud enough to deliver the message.

“Death is unavoidable… I am a calamity… you can’t change,” The Night King stated, “Just accept death and stop this struggle,”

“I see… well here is my counter offer,” I shouted, so that my voice could reach him, “Fuck you!”

“You truly think… you stand a chance do you?” The Night King sighed, “Then allow me to show you the truth…” with that he snapped his finger, immediately after a massive dragon glided above his undead army, landing beside him, making it clear that the undead dragon was at least four times taller than the wall, though I had noticed something.

*Holy… fuck!* Neltharion hissed, seeing the massive dragon from afar.

There was no doubt in my mind that in a physical clash, Neltharion would be sorely outmatched by that thing… but in aerial combat… Neltharion reigned supreme… the dragon, while massive, had holes on his wings making it hard for him to fly very high, limiting his movement to glides and large jumps.

“Are you overcompensating for something?” I shouted, trying to see if he was even capable of feeling insulted.

“Let’s make a friendly challenge…. to show you why… it’s best to give up willingly,” The Night King said as he ignored my previous statement.

Friendly challenge… What was this fucker thinking? “What?”

“A duel… you and me, no one else… no army… just the two of us… if you win… well, my army dies…” Wasn’t that too good to be true… What was he planning?!

“And if I lose?” I inquired.

*You can’t be seriously considering this!* Neltharion hissed.

“It depends… you might die… or you might survive, but that’s not what I really want… I want to show the world… that even their saviour is powerless against me,” Talk about ego.

But I had to admit… his deal was… sweet, too sweet, the one on one I had been so desperately planning for… and he was just offering it to me, the problem was… I had no idea if that abomination was going to keep his word, there was no guarantee that he would… and against an army that big… I would die in minutes, if I was lucky.

*Dad! Listen to me! You can’t! He will cheat… and he will kill you… don’t do something rash… that bastard will just call his army as soon as you step there,* Neltharion hissed worried, and he was right… but still, if there was a chance… to avoid all the unnecessary blood… I wanted to try it.

“If I accept… what guarantee I have you won’t just use your army to kill me…” I asked.

*No!!!* Neltherion roared at me, anger being the controlling emotion.

“I don’t have a need to lie… I will win… lies are meaningless to me,” His tone of voice… his demeanor, his lack of mortality… this monster saw himself as a god… and fortunately for me… he didn’t see me as a rival worthy of even considering the option of lying.

“Very well,” I nodded, “I accept,”

*I won’t let you!* Neltharion growled at me, *If I have to drag you out of the castle I will!*

“He will fight the duel alone,” I reassured him.

*I won’t let you!* Neltharion hissed in pain, *I’m not ready… I can’t… you can’t,*

“Do you really think… he will outclass me that bad?” I asked.

*No… I know you can beat him… but I don’t trust his words….* Neltharion hissed softly, nuzzling my head.

“Well… if he tries anything, I’m counting on you… you know to.. drag me out of there,” I laughed, wondering if I was making the right choice, “If I die… get Daenerys, the kids, your brothers and the ravens and fly to the other side of the world… and never stop,”

Neltherion just stared at me… pain, emotional pain showing on his face, *I… I will,*

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I was afraid… my own stupidity had led me to… well… what I was doing right now… walking towards the enemy army. At least they weren’t moving at all… but they were staring… quite intensively… following me with their eyes, their unblinking eyes.

“As I promised…. none of them shall move,” The Night King stated… as I appreciated how he actually looked, his face was giving a light dim blue color… like a small fog was covering his face, his eyes were glowing blue, it was very similar to Arthas… from World of Warcraft… god I hope he doesn’t have the same powers if. so I am soooo fucked…

“I see,” I said as I used a bit of my internal fire to keep my body warm… being in front of him was… worse than swimming naked on winterfell during winter… the cold was unbearable in front of him.

“Let our duel… begin,”

“Let’s,” I nodded as I unsheathed my sword.

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[Neltharion Mormont Ravenicus Targeryen POV]

I had a bad feeling about this… that abomination was hiding something… something that would give him an edge on this duel. But what?

*I don’t like this…* I muttered to myself.

“Your father is both brave and stupid… if this bet of his fail… humanity is gone…” The Three eyed raven sighed.

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[Ronard Mormont POV]

I rushed at the monster, swinging my blade in a circular motion, only for him to move inches before the attack even managed to connect, delivering a counterattack to my side that I managed to block just in time, the attack itself managed to push me back a few meters.

He was strong, strong enough to push me back, I had to change my strategy… I had to play dirty.

Taking a deep breath, as I summoned my fire within…knowing full well he was immune to fire… And would most likely don’t move to avoid such attack, but what he didn’t know was that I didn’t pretend to use fire… the fire was just the means to and end… and my end was nothing but smoke… with a smirk I coughed a smoke screen at him.

I had to be fast… his field of vision was obstructed… this was my chance to deliver a killing blow… and end this.

Locking my eyes on my target, I swung my blade at his neck… but much to my shock… in response to my attack he simply stepped out of the way, I kept on hacking my blade at him, each and every single attack being dodged with ease.

This didn’t make any sense… he wasn’t that much stronger than me… his first attack said that much… we were in the same league… and even then… my attacks couldn’t reach him.

He shouldn’t be able to dodge so many attacks, when the majority of them are aimed at his blind spot, without even looking at me… he was dodging shit he didn’t even see!

And like a thunder the first cut came unannounced making me flinch in pain, “You see… you can’t even reach me,”

I held my arm in pain as a bit of blood slowly dripped down, as I tried to find the how… was he moving like that.

His… reactions weren’t… normal, it was as if he was seeing me from all angles… but how?…

“Don’t get cocky… you are not the first to make me bleed,” I scoffed, getting ready for round two.