After the remaining Ironborn raiders retreated, several daring villagers who had been watching us from the hill slowly made their way towards the village and cautiously approached me. When they got a little close, Sith turned and roared at them, and they immediately stepped back and shouted from a distance.
"Sir, who are you?"
"I am Aermir Ser Drasil, Knight of the North. I came here to protect you from the Ironborn for the sake of the Old Gods. Now my mission is complete, and I must go to save another village. May the Old Gods be with you. Farewell."
Sith started running slowly, and a few minutes later Sith and I disappeared into the woods. "Lika is waiting for me there," she said.
Master, I want to fight alongside you.
-I'll let you join the battle as soon as I get the chance.-
"Really? Thank you, Master. I want to fight alongside you."
If her face could smile, I swear, Lika is smiling right now. I let Sith rest for three or four hours while Lika and I kept running; the next village was about 50 kilometers to the north, and I didn't want to wait for Sith to rest.
As we approached the village, Lika's wolf pack caught up with us. Lika's pack consisted of 35 wolves, scattered around the village. I learned from Po that the Ironborn's longship would arrive in about 15 minutes, and I warned the villagers to be careful. In less than 10 minutes, the village was deserted.
I once again positioned myself in a perfect high place, hunting the Ironborn raiders like pheasants. When the Ironborn landed, I waited until they were a little closer to the village before starting to run and fire arrows. At the same time, Im, Lika, and her tribe began attacking them from both sides. Almost all of my arrows hit their targets.
As the battle intensifies, Lika begins to lose members of her pack, with as many as 30 Ironborn already dead and 5 of our 35 wolves gone. Lika fights as she does in the training grounds, but her skin is remarkably thick due to the magic within her.
Even if I don't give her the Warding Wind " Buff, arrows that hit her body won't hurt her, but if they hit her eye, it will be fatal. Her fur is now so thick that anyone with a strength below 9 can't hurt her with a sword. But blunt weapons will still hurt her, so she always tries to avoid attacks while biting off arms and legs.
Her bite force is the strongest among my familiars; she can break bones and tear off arms with ease. Berus's bite force is the second strongest, Sith's is the third, but Sith has another weapon: her claws. Her claws are strong enough to tear through inferior iron armor. She can disembowel someone with a single claw, and she can also decapitate someone with a single claw.
As for Im, he was just as deadly as they were, because no one expected to be attacked from underground. Im moved as if swimming underground, reaching the feet of the Ironborn raiders, then immediately biting their legs and escaping underground. Those bitten would die painfully from poisoning within about 1-2 minutes.
Meanwhile, as I fired arrows at them, I used the "obtedȳñes" ( Summon Animals ) spell. This spell conjures three wolves that look no different from ordinary wolves, but turn to ash when they die. Thanks to this spell, we only lost six wolves, because I would send the summoned animals to the most dangerous places to draw all the enemies' attention.
Since the villagers had all retreated to the other side of the hill and couldn't see the battle, I could use the wolves at will. Five minutes later, the Ironborn Raiders were all gone. Lika had taken a few hits, but four attacks had still managed to wound her. Two were from axes, and the other two from spears, but the wounds weren't deep. Although they were just superficial cuts, many parts of her body began to bruise from the blunt force. I immediately began using Abra Ruklo ( Flower of Life ) to heal her.
After the battle, I buried the dead wolves and caught up with the villagers. After clearly explaining who had saved them, I immediately continued on my way. I ambushed the Ironborn Raiders three more times at Sea Dragon Point, almost wiping them out.
However, the Ironborn sent two warships on their third expedition, and we had to fight 200 men. In that battle, I lost almost all of my wolves. I couldn't use magic because the villagers were watching us, but after losing the wolves, I recalled Lika and used Sith as I had the first time, hunting them down one by one with mounted archery until they retreated.
Their pride couldn't take it; knowing there was only one person before them, they refused to back down. Of course, my frequent humiliations were to no avail. In this way, I killed about 170 people. Many had seen me leading the wolf pack, and the news that I was a Warg would reach many ears, but I couldn't let them know my other spells. The Ironborn didn't want to lose any more men, so they continued their march towards Deepwood Motte, without attacking the other two fishing villages.
I inflicted nearly 600 casualties on them before the battle even began. If the Sith can run, I'll head to Deepwood Motte; I should arrive tomorrow. The Ironborn will be there in five days. I learned from Erebus that the Ironborn forces heading to Saltspear defeated the Flints and raided the area. They then continued their advance, plundering the riverside villages.
The reinforcements from Barrowton will arrive in about a week, and they will be watching the Ironborn's marching speed. They will arrive around that time as well. The main Stark force is still assembling at Winterfell.
Lord Stark will send two thousand reinforcements to Deepwood Motte, but by the time they arrive, it will all be over. Glover will gather two hundred men in a week, while they have only prepared one hundred. Lord Glover is truly negligent. He may not be on the coast, but the coast is only 30 kilometers from Deepwood Motte.