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The moment Reyanna heard the horn sound, her heart began to beat nervously quick. She hurried down to the entrance of the crypt, but managed to spot Jon before she was sealed down there with the others. Jon spotted her as well and hurried over to her to give her one last kiss before the battle. "Good luck." Reyanna told. At that same moment she felt Jon slide something into her hand. It was a dragon glass dagger. He nodded at her curtly, essentially telling her to defend herself if needbe.
She nodded and embraced Jon one more time. The hug was long and tight, she was almost too scared to let go. But, she knew she had to. "I love you." Reyanna told Jon, making sure that he knew.
"I love you both." Jon rubbed her belly, then nudged her toward the crypt. She spun on her heel and hurried down to the tomb and found a place to sit.
Jon took his place at the top of the wall with Sofina. "You're going to have to ride Rhaegal." Sofina spoke quietly to Jon.
"What?!" Jon whisper yelled, trying to keep his anxiety at a minimum.
Sofina turned to face him. "It's imperative you do. Or else I won't be able to call upon him to fire."
"I don't know how to ride a dragon." Jon harshly whispered back at her.
"No one does. It's in your blood, you'll be fine." Sofina slapped his back.
Jon took a deep, nervous breath. The two quickly climbed onto the dragons, waiting for their cue to take flight. They saw the ocean of white walkers take their place about a hundred yards from the calvary Jon had set up. They simply stood there until the Dothraki began charging toward them. The walkers charged full force at the Dothraki, but they were still too far for Jon and Sofina to see clearly. The only reason they knew the Dothraki were charging in was because their weapons were set ablaze. The bright fires of their weapons lit up the horizon... until they didn't anymore. All of the fiery weapons went out and the darkness shut off all of the fire, indicating that the walkers had slaughter all of the Dothraki within minutes of them charging in on them.
Sofina's breath became shaky once she witnessed such a thing. Only then had she realized how massive their army truly was. A few horses from the Dothraki managed to live and they ran back to the forefront of the rest of the standing army. Sofina began to ready herself to fly until Jon tried to stop her. "The Night King is coming!" Jon reminded her that her task with the dragons was to take out the Night King.
Sofina shook her head. "The dead are already here." She hissed at him then signaled for Drogon to take flight.
Drogon took to the sky and soared over the standing army. Sofina flew a few circles before taking any action until she saw the hundreds of thousands of walkers coming to attack the standing army. "Dracarys!" Sofina shouted and Viserion began to spit fire at the walkers below. Though Sofina tried not to get her own people, it was inevitable they were going to get a bit singed as well.
