Hearing the old septon slander Danyla, Dax flew into a rage. He drew his longsword and was about to charge forward and cut him down.
"Dax, don't stoop to his level!"
"Since he's so devout, I'll let him see who receives the gods' punishment first!"
Dax could only resentfully sheathe his longsword, but the fury in his eyes burned hotter still.
Danyla was seething too. She had never expected to steal the epithet her elder sister Rhaenyra had borne in her previous life, and at a time like this.
"Maegor with teats? Well played, House Hightower. No wonder you're the Protector of Oldtown. You even know how to wage a war of public opinion!"
Sensing her anger through their mental bond, Dreamfyre and Myracis immediately beat their Dragon Wings and left the weirwood where they had been resting, flying swiftly toward the coast under cover of darkness.
They picked up several enormous rocks from a rocky beach, then swiftly took flight again, climbing several thousand meters into the sky. At that height, even in daylight, their shapes would have been difficult to make out with the naked eye.
The two great dragons, still maintaining their mental bond with Danyla, soon reached the skies above the Sailors' Sept. Guided by her mind, they released the boulders in their claws.
Dreamfyre and Danyla had spent two or three years diligently practicing this skill, and their aim was excellent.
Although Myracis had practiced for less time, she was extraordinarily gifted and was currently the best at dropping rocks of all Danyla's Great Dragons. This likely had much to do with the extraordinary perception she had gained after devouring the Three-Eyed Crow's energy form.
And so, amid the whistling rush of falling rocks, an enormous boulder from the heavens suddenly smashed the old septon,