(Male protagonist's perspective)
It was time for war. The Westerlands army had landed and was in position, while the North army was about to depart. I began casting the Combination Magic " Crimson Fireball " and released it. The massive Fireball began to fly towards the city gate and exploded upon it. The soldiers on the gate screamed in panic. When the dust settled, what I saw was illogical. The city gate bore charred marks, yet it stood firm.
How could this be? I began to unleash another Crimson Fireball and sent it toward the gate, which exploded. The soldiers screamed in panic again from the immense shock, but when the dust settled, the gate was partially burned again. Robert, dressed in full plate armor and wearing antlers on his helmet, rode up to me and said...
" Druid, what's wrong? Why isn't the gate open yet?"
"I didn't know; the gates and the Wall had protective shields. My magic didn't work on them."
-Im, go check under the gate. See if you can crawl under it, but don't forget your safety is the most important thing. If you sense danger, retreat immediately.-
-Yes, Master-
As he moved along my leg, he released the miniaturization spell, and a huge white snake emerged from my robe, only to disappear back into the ground a few seconds later. Seeing this, the horses began to neigh in panic, thrashing their forelegs and rearing up in a cacophony of bellows.
Robert nearly fell off his horse, but he managed to rein it in. Not all Kingsguard are so lucky. The Kingslayer and Boros Ser Blount fell from their horses, but they were fortunate that the ground was so muddy that they were unharmed. Robert asked.
"What is that?"
"One of my familiars."
"Was that a giant snake? Did it burrow into the ground like water?"
"My king, your exceptional insight fills me with awe."
"Like all my familiars, they are blessed creatures with magical abilities."
"Master, I can pass through underground; there are no magical barriers here."
I transformed into an eagle and flew towards the gate. As I entered the Scorpion's attack range, I landed and released it.
Aerobula ( Air Bubble ), Melada Tegon ( Merge with the Earth )
A transparent Air Bubble enveloped my face like a second skin, and I sank into the earth. Thanks to the Air Bubble, I was able to breathe underground for 10 minutes. First, I approached the walls, touched them, and tried to sense why my magic wasn't working. I quickly found the reason. The walls were covered in runes. Some I could understand, but most I couldn't. I had to become stronger. I understood the part about protection, but they must not have expected someone to sneak underground and pass through from below. But the walls were over 2 meters deep, so I had to use the gate.
There was no underground section beneath the gate; it was just compacted earth. Im was waiting for me there. As soon as I crossed the Burning Hands, I used Perzys ondos to create a landing area for my familiars, but I didn't summon all of them. Only Berus and Artio, Erebus and Po were already there. Artio was about ten months old, but had already grown to the size of an adult black bear. She was 1 meter tall and weighed about 400 kilograms. The moment I summoned them, I cast armor spells and other Buff on them.
"Master, Artio was happy that you summoned me. But Artio is angry because you didn't come to see me."
The frightened soldiers mustered their courage and launched an attack on the familiars.
- Artio doesn't like playing this game. The bad guys keep hitting Artio. Bad guys, Artio doesn't want to play with you. Go away.-
She swung her giant claws and ripped the man's head off. The severed head flew towards the Ironborn, and you could see the terror in their eyes. (Perspective)
(Third-person perspective)
Aermir found Artio's actions endearing, as she felt they were playing a terrible game. She began to rage. Aermir, watching the carnage, thought to herself, "This is what happens when you put the soul of a two-day-old baby into a 400-kilogram behemoth." She attacked with both hands.
Protected by the magic of her armor, she was covered in bruises, but this did little to harm her; instead, it fueled her anger. The soldiers were utterly bewildered. One moment they were preparing for battle, the next a wall of flames appeared, behind which lay a gigantic animal.
"Keep them away from me until I open the city gates."
From the Crownlands army's side, flames could be seen rising from behind the city gate, accompanied by a cacophony of roars and screams. After finding the activation mechanism, Aermir opened the city gate and erected two pillars to keep it open. The gate was functional, but if they wanted to close it, they would first need to destroy the pillars.
-Retreat, all of you follow me-
After killing several hundred people and opening the gates, they all retreated. Aermir transformed into an eagle and flew towards the kitchen, while all the other familiars flew up the mountain. The soldiers stared wide-eyed as a giant dog and a bear burst through the city gates.
When Aermir returned with the North army, control of the first Citadel was still not secure. Thoros of Myr stormed through the gates after Aermir left, followed closely by Jaime Lannister. The vanguard of the North army consisted of House Umber men, and Mors had already stormed through the gates. After casting some Buff on Lord Stark and his own men, Aermir also charged into the fray.
(Male protagonist's perspective)
I dismounted from the Sith, for there were too many people to travel alongside Sith, and I couldn't rush past while trampling my own men. I chose another method. I slung one of Lord Stark's banners over my back. Then, I went to a deserted spot on the Wall and, using Primal Savagery Technique, began to climb toward the enemy's middle tower. People couldn't see my claws and were amazed at how fast I could climb.
After I climbed to the top of the tower, there were some archers there, but they didn't see me. No one was guarding one side of the tower to see if anyone had climbed up without a ladder or rope. Their attention was all on the people pouring into the gate. I pulled one of the archers down, and after climbing up, I drew my dagger from my waist. In such a confined space, a short weapon was more useful than a sword.
During my battle, someone attempted to attack me from behind. Since I was wearing Rhovagon grēze Bark Armor, the attack would normally have been ineffective, but Im prevented him from attacking and instead sprayed venom into the man's face. He had learned this technique on Harlaw. The man's eyes nearly melted.
After killing all the soldiers, I climbed to the top of the tower, took down Greyjoy's banner, and replaced it with the Stark banner. I could hear shouts coming from the ground. Some were shouting for me, some for the Stark.
" Lion's Roar "
"For the King and the North! Charge!"
After my shout, the army began to fight with unstoppable force, and the Ironborn began to lose their fighting spirit. Just then, the southern tower began to collapse due to the siege equipment, and the Greyjoy soldiers began to retreat to the next fortress. I began to climb down the tower, but it was still full of Greyjoy.
When I emerged from the base of the tower, my armor was painted crimson. I had nearly slaughtered everyone inside. It took us four hours to capture the gatehouse and three towers. The bugle call to cease fire sounded. It seemed the day's battle was over.