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The sky split.
A scream tore through the clouds, The Cannibal's roar while diving, louder than thunder, darker than night. Wings folded like a vulture in descent, the monstrous black dragon became a living comet of hatred, hunger, and fire, hurtling straight toward the writhing mass of tentacles below.
Aeron stood tall upon the beast's back, coat whipping violently around him, eyes blazing a terrible violet as wind tore past. Black fire licked the seams of his greatsword, Drakaryzor, now sheathed on his back as if even it knew this moment demanded nothing but a single quick move.
And then
BOOM.
Impact.
The Cannibal dove like a comet of midnight flame, crashing into the Kraken with a deafening boom that sent shockwaves through the lake, rippling the waters for miles. The sheer force of the collision shattered the mirrored surface of the Gods Eye, exploding into steam and hissing mist.
The Cannibal roared a primordial, thunderous bellow and sank his claws into the waterlike body of the Kraken. But there was no flesh to tear, no bones to break. His claws passed through churning, coherent water, dense as steel and yet liquid like a storm surge. His jaws snapped shut around the Kraken's "head", a semi-formed maw glowing with abyssal energy.
No blood. Just water. Pressurized and ancient.
When the Cannibal tore, he did not draw blood he ripped currents apart. Entire sections of the Kraken detonated into vapor, the water losing cohesion under the raw power of shadow and fire. But even as the dragon roared in triumph, the water re-formed, slithering back with unnatural speed.
Tentacles. Dozens.
They surged up, wrapping around the Cannibal's legs, wings, neck constricting him like a sea god's punishment. The more he burned, the more water the Kraken drew from the endless depths of the waters around Gods Eye. One tentacle wrapped around his throat, tightening, thickening with pure hydraulic pressure. Another latched to his wing, trying to drag him under.
Still, the Cannibal resisted fury incarnate.
His chest swelled.
And he unleashed hell once more.
Black fire burst out, an infernal inferno that didn't just scorch the surface it vaporized chunks of the Kraken on contact. Water hissed and screamed, evaporating instantly, forming steam that blanketed the battlefield like a curtain of smoke from hell itself.
But the Kraken was elemental. It reformed. Always.
For every limb the Cannibal burned away, three more returned, now slick with divine resilience granted by the Drowned God himself.
From the dragon's back
Aeron leapt.
A blur. A shadow. A streak of black.
He crashed down on the Kraken's massive body, right beside Euron Greyjoy, landing so hard it dented the armored water flesh beneath them. Euron's grin flickered just for a second.
Too late.
"Got you," Aeron muttered.
His hand moved faster than sight, a shadow, silent as death slipping it into Euron's body with a dark whisper. The Apostle of the Drowned God twitched, eyes widening, sensing something slithering beneath his feet.
And then it happened.
The water rose violently like a beast itself.
A prison of water surged around Aeron, swirling with unholy force. The tentacles of the Kraken coiled, grabbing him like the wrath of the ocean incarnate. The water solidified around him, and in one cruel instant
He was hurled away.
"GAHH—!" Aeron slammed through the air, body tumbling, his bones ringing from the force of it. A crater's worth of water followed him as he plummeted toward the lake.
But just before impact.
Aeron grinned.
"Too late for you now."
His violet eyes gleamed, and he whispered
"Exchange."
Reality blinked.
In an instant, Aeron's form blurred, vanished and reappeared behind Euron. The swap complete.
The Apostle's eyes widened in shock as he felt a hand already inside his chest.
Aeron's fist had punched straight through his torso, erupting from his back in a spray of corrupted blood and steam.
"Wha… how.." Euron stammered, a gurgle of disbelief on his lips as he dropped to his knees. His hand reached up to grab Aeron's arm, trembling, failing. Eyes full of madness… now full of fear.
Aeron leaned down. Close.
The Kraken thrashed beneath them. The Cannibal roared right next to it. Shadow and flame twisted in the wind around the two men one born of death, the other of drowned forgotten god.
Aeron's voice was quiet. Absolute.
"Just lay down and die."
And then Euron spat blood, whispered hoarsely
"F-Fuck… you…"
Aeron twisted his arm slowly.
Euron's body slumped, folding over itself as the Kraken beneath him began to tremble. He collapsed across its pulsing water-mass, like a broken marionette, his limbs hanging limp, his lips parted in a final mocking grin that now meant nothing.
And then
The water broke.
Like a dam bursting in slow motion, the titanic mass of the Kraken began to fall apart. Its shape no longer held, its edges unravelling like threads coming loose, Tentacles collapsed into waves. Its massive form, once terrifying and vast, started melting back into the lake, no longer glowing, no longer alive.
It was as if the water itself sighed and forgot that it had ever been a monster.
The surface of the Gods Eye calmed, rippling gently as the wind passed.
Aeron stood atop what remained, boots slipping as the watery foundation dissolved beneath him.
"...Tch," he grunted, shifting his weight.
Above, the skies parted slightly through the mist, the Cannibal swooped low. The black dragon stretched out a mighty wing, the edge of it slicing wind like a blade.
Aeron ran two steps then leapt.
He landed smoothly on the wing, grabbing a ridged spine as the Cannibal beat his wings once and ascended skyward, shaking the last of the mist from his scales.
Aeron turned back, looking at the spot where the Kraken had once loomed like a god.
"Shit," he muttered under his breath, the frustration quiet but real.
"I didn't even get to extract the bastard's shadow..."
The violet in his eyes dimmed slightly as he straightened up, "...It matters not," he added. "The Kraken was the problem, not him."
the Cannibal soared upward, its massive wings beating with thunderous force, trailing black smoke and fire, Aeron crouched low between the creature's jagged obsidian spines, narrowed his violet eyes as he spotted her Daenerys hovering above the trees on Drogon, still as a statue.
He raised one hand and pointed.
"Take me to her," he commanded.
The Cannibal growled in reply, then tilted mid-air, banking hard toward Drogon.
Daenerys hadn't moved. Not an inch.
She landed and just sat there, her silver hair whipping around her face, staring down at the lake where in her eyes a god had died. Her hands trembled on Drogon , though she wasn't aware of it. Her dragon rumbled, but even Drogon seemed subdued no longer the wild beast of fire and fury, but a living creature sensing that he is no longer the apex predator.
She didn't even notice the massive shadow approaching from her left.
The Cannibal landed beside her with a sound like thunder, the ground itself trembling as his weight sank into it. Charred earth cracked beneath clawed feet. His wings folded like the gates of doom closing shut.
Aeron leapt from his mount with casual grace, his black cloak trailing behind him like smoke, he approached Daenerys slowly.
His first words shattered her daze.
"Are you alright?" he asked.
She blinked.
"…Am I alright?" she repeated, almost laughing. Her voice cracked, fragile from what she'd witnessed. She looked down at him, the question echoing in her chest like a bell.
'I'm the one who's supposed to ask you that…'
A beat passed. Then another.
"…No," she whispered finally. "I guess I'm not."
She dismounted, her boots hitting the blackened ground softly. Her eyes never left his, searching them. Not with fear, but with awe.
"I just saw something," she said slowly, voice shaking, "that would normally make people go mad."
Aeron tilted his head, a small, tired smirk tugging at the corner of his lips. "Well… you've seen my powers already. This shouldn't surprise you."
Daenerys shook her head. "No," she said. "This is different."
His expression grew curious. "How so?"
She stepped closer, as if needing to know to understand what she had just witnessed.
"For starters…" she said, eyes narrowing faintly as the images still flashed in her mind. "Who was that? Or what was that?"
Aeron's smile faded then. The air grew heavy again as his gaze turned toward the center of the Gods Eye, where the lake had finally calmed.
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