(Third Person POV)
[A Ship On The Waters Outside Dorne, A Few Days Later]
A Tyroshi Lord was sitting at the front of the ship's deck, in front of him, the sight of Dorne was visible.
"Ah..." He said with a smile, "Soon, I will have my rewards. Have our men made way to Yronwood?"
A soldier walked up to him, "They will reach their destination soon." he said, "If they avoid any contact, they might make it in a day."
"Good." He said with a smile, "The Prince of Dorne will owe me a debt, a debt that won't be easily paid with two sister. Haha, no....I will make Dorne my personal haven after I am done with those two!"
"From what I heard, the Duskguard have cemented a presence in the northern parts of Dorne." the soldiers said, "House Dayne is locked in in clashing with them along with other Houses but they won't last any longer. If we take Yronwood, we can help alleviate the pressure."
"Tch, it matters not to me." The Tyroshi Lord said, "All that matters to me is that we push them back and I get my women."
"As you wish, My Lord." the soldier said, "We'll soon make landfall and head to Sunspear."
The Lord looked to the side, seeing a couple of other ships sailing next to the one he was boarded on. He had a good feeling about this entire situation; not too long ago, Oren Martell reached out to him, asking for help. He only agreed to provide aid should he give his sisters as a reward and Oren accepted without hesitation. Now, he was on his way to personally retrieve the Princesses.
"It is a good day, indeed." he said with a chuckle, "Everything will-"
He was cut off by a massive bolt of red lightning shooting from the sky above him, striking the boat closest to him. There was an explosion that covered half of the ships, debris and pieces of men flying everywhere as flames and smoke covered the ship.
"What?!" the Tyroshi Lord exclaimed, "And attack?! What?!"
The soldiers immediately got their weapons in alarm, watching as the ship slowly sunk as it was ablaze. The Tyroshi Lord immediately turned to see the other ships that were next to him, a total of three more were sailing along with them.
He then looked up to the sky, seeing that there was a couple of dark clouds gathered in the sky, emitting a crimson glow.
"What in the...." He said, "What just happe-"
Three bolts of red lightning shot straight down and struck the ships next to him, explosions causing massive waves in the waters as the sound of thunder filled the air. This was something that nobody expected and the Tyroshi Lord got to his knees, covering his ears.
One of the ships was a few hundreds meters away from them and some of the debris was flying towards them.
"Get down!" a Soldier immediately got to him and covered him with his body
The burning debris fell onto the deck and many were beginning to put it out with water. The entire crew were running around while shouting in alarm.
The Lord looked up, "What is going on?!"
"We don't know!" The soldier said, "I don't see-"
The soldier widened his eyes as he looked at the figurehead of the ship in front of them, seeing that Drakken was standing on it, staring right at them with a serious look in his eyes.
The Tyroshi Lord looked at him, "W-What..." He said as he stood up, "Who are you?!"
Drakken had his arms crossed, no emotion in his face as he looked at him. His eyes were glowing slightly, which unsettled everyone there.
Suddenly, several soldiers grabbed their bows and began to fire arrows at him. The arrows did not touch him, as they curved around him. He didn't move an inch as this happened, simply stared at the Tyroshi Lord.
He then stepped down from the figurehead as more arrows flew by him, striking the wooden railings. Placing his hands in his pockets, he proceeded to walk towards the Tyroshi Lord.
As this happened, he was swarmed by a dozen Tyroshi Warriors who drew their blades and lunged at him. But as he walked forward, their blades did not touch him; they simply swung by his body, and as a result, they cut into each other. Their blood splattered all over the deck as their bodies fell down, some grunting in pain as Drakken simply made his way towards the Tyroshi Lord.
The Tyroshi soldier who was next to the Lord drew his sword and was about to lunge at him but his head suddenly exploded, blood, bone, and brains flying everywhere. It got all over the Lord who simply stood there with pure shock in his face.
"W-What are you?!" He asked
Drakken stood right in front of him, "What am I?" He asked with a raised eyebrow, "What do you think, Tyroshi?"
The Lord gulped, "It's you...." He said, "The God of War and Death."
Drakken nodded, "That's right." He said as he pointed his finger at his chest, "You got something on your shirt."
"What?" The Lord looked down
Drakken flicked his finger up, tapping him in the nose, "Well, blood....you idiot." He said with a slight smirk, "Obviously."
Suddenly, the Lord's chest, neck, and head were cut vertically as blood sprayed out. His corpse fell to its knees, plopping to the side within two seconds. Drakken simply stood there, looking at the lifeless corpse of the Tyroshi Lord.
"Hm." He said as he turned around to see Dorne's coast in the distance, "So.....we are about to meet again...."
"Elia Martell."
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[Several Miles from The Tor]
"What?!" Maegor exclaimed, "I am going to take the Septs and Red Temples near it and you want me to take the Tor?! I don't have the time for that!!"
He was on a horse when he was approached by a messenger of the Duskguard.
"That is what I was told to relay to you!" the rider said
"Tell Olyver to make up his mind!" Maegor glared at him
"Not Olyver." the rider said, "Lord Drakken himself! Tyroshi ships will sail around and try to make towards Yronwood. Lord Drakken wants the Tor to be taken so we set up trebuchets and intercept their ship, baiting them inwards, and we take them out!"
Maegor scowled, "Tyroshi ships?" He said, "Did the Prince of Dorne truly ask for help? What a pathetic coward!! What happened at Sunspear, did the Beast not destroy it?!"
"No." the rider said, "It simply scattered its sand all over and left."
"Tch...." Maegor said
"Take The Tor." the rider said, "Reinforcements will come and aid you. Yronwood is locked down, we'll hold it should they breach your sights. These are direct orders from Lord Drakken. Lord-Commander Jon is on his way as well. Lord Drakken intends to take over Dorne, this is just the beginning."
Maegor scoffed, "Of course it is." He said as he turned his horses and looked at his men, "Let us go then!"
"We take The Tor!"