"Gurgle, gurgle." The seawater suddenly roared.
Tentacles lined with black suckers awakened within the black tide and tore the water gate's sluice gate clean off.
A forest of black tentacles swept everything aside, a scene of utter apocalypse.
One location, then another.
Warnings came from more and more places: the ruins of the docks, the water gate, the shipyards.
"It's a sea dragon! The sea dragon is here!"
"My gods, is this the end of the world?" Terrified cries rang out one after another.
Boom. A wave like a small mountain crashed toward them. The little boats in Oldtown's waterways were like mere skiffs, tossed about at its whim.
Far out at sea, Euron watched Oldtown amid the waves with satisfaction.
"I demand that you follow the Old Way and pay the iron price."
"Kill!"
"Kill the Hightowers!" the Ironborn shouted excitedly.
For a moment, they felt that Euron Crow's Eye was a true god.
Gales, torrential rain, sea dragons. Magic dragons would be next.
Chapter 405: Sea Dragons, Stone Beasts, and Sphinxes
Baelor Hightower rushed up the Hightower and hurriedly pushed open the door to Earl Leyton Hightower's room on the top floor.
The room was a complete mess. Books and ancient scrolls lay scattered across the floor. A Glass Candle shaped like a twisted longsword shone brilliantly, while Marya Hightower paid Baelor no attention.
"Why have you come?" Leyton Hightower looked at his son.
The Hightower's windows stood open, and the howling wind shook the room, yet the Glass Candle's flame remained unchanged. Through the windows, they could see the vast lands ruled by House Hightower, but now they were far too silent.
Marya ignored the argument between father and son, concentrating solely on the candle's white flame. It was a pale expanse; perhaps there really was something