Chapter 17.6- The Seadragon's Roar
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“Useless. Absolutely bloody useless. How do we lose near five hundred men taking down a few fucking pirates?” Daemon Targaryen’s rage was a terrible thing. He tossed things this way and that, he roared like the dragon he rode, and he looked like if he could spit fire he would.
“They planned it well. Led us into a false sense of security with the previous caves. Just a straight line of killing down to the end. We bled for every cave we took, but the bleeding was nothing we could not handle. So we ploughed on ahead and ignored the signs that should have told us the geography of the cave was too different. We should have scouted the outside like we did in the first two caves to get a better idea of what the inside was like.” Ser Gunther said. Daemon turned his glare in the Knight’s direction. Borros did not pity him much. Gunther had grown up with him, his father the former Master-at-arms, but where Borros focused on getting better in the yard, Gunther busied himself with silly preoccupations like reading and learning with the Maester. It was even a surprise that he had volunteered to join them here. He scarcely left that tower of his these days.
“So if you knew what to do, tell me why I just lost a third of my army” He raged.
“I didn’t say I knew this ahead of time. Was merely distilling the lessons we learned from this defeat” The word defeat was harsh in Borros’ opinion. They might’ve lost a lot of men but he had killed the would-be Pirate King. That left only the Burner and the Drowner as active threats on the island.
“Dragons” He heard a voice shout from outside the command tent. Dragons? He turned to leave to get some idea of what was going on but Daemon had outpaced him to the exit. He left in Daemon’s wake, and felt his heart drop into his stomach. What the fuck was that? He asked as his view of the sun was near completely blocked by a creature so large he struggled to comprehend it.
