Chapter 29.4- The Seadragon's Roar

Like an arrow, we sailed through the air. Igneel folded in his wings, not spreading them as we flew downwards. So that meant thanks to gravity we were flying down even faster than we had been flying into the air. Was it even flying at this point. I closed my eyes as I felt the wind sting against them, folding my body down and bracing myself for impact. Through Igneel’s sharp eyes, I could see as the realization reached those aboard the ship that they were the ones we were coming for.

And then it got worse when they realised that we were not going to stop. They fired their scorpion bolt in time. If only it had managed to hit its target. Igneel dodged easily and then he began to spin. I thanked Balerion that I had chained myself to him this time as I pressed my body as low against him as I could.

We crashed through the ship, wood not presenting much resistance when faced with a dragon. We tore through the upper layer, and then the lower, and then we were in the sea itself. Igneel was a stronger swimmer than any dragon I’d ever seen so I watched thtough his eyes with little doubt as we swam beneath the next ship. Igneel allowed himself to sink a bit so he was further beneath the ship.

And then his wings came out as he pushed them against the water, accelerating sharply until he reached the bottom of the ship and then tore through it before tearing through the deck itself and climbing on to the ship. The trarchy men wasted no time, running and screaming like their lives depended on it. It did.

We turned our attention to the third ship that had caught our attention, only a few feet away.

“Shit” I heard someone on the ship say when Igneel turned towards them and then began to breathe in.

“Dracarys” I screamed, and in a matter of seconds, the ship was thoroughly on fire next. We shot into the air next, not giving anyone an opening to begin getting stupid ideas.

XXXXXX- ICARUS JORDAYNE

It was a good thing that he had a famously thick skin for insults, he taught to himself. No other Great Lord would have consented to the position that had been given to him and the ships his house had committed for the attack. Far to the rear and to the left. There was going to be little chance of any glory on their end, but then again, Icarus did not anticipate anyone leaving here with much glory.

They had all made the journey to Hellholt to look at the bones of the famed Meraxes. Dorne had killed a dragon before, and each of them hungered to kill another. Icarus was more realistic. And considering the Velaryons would be forewarned of the attack, there was little chance of success in this.