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Third Person POV.
Lands of Always Winter.
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The wind echoed, leaving the Wall behind as Odahviing flew north.
Daemon was once again advancing toward the final challenge preventing the Seven Kingdoms from finally becoming fully established.
They traveled north for about five hours until they finally found a clue. Odahviing was better at tracking necromantic magic, so they followed it for another five hours.
They were already in the far north, far beyond where any of the First Men had ever ventured. Even among the free folk who came from the far north, no one went too deep into those lands, known as the Lands of Always Winter.
Using magic and reducing the effects of the cold by 98%, it was easy for Daemon to enter the region. He also used his Thu'um to disperse every storm in the area, allowing him to clearly see the entire landscape ahead beneath a clear sky.
In any case, all they could see was snow, mountains, forests completely covered with frozen trees, and frozen lakes.
There should have been no life in that region due to the extreme cold. Even so, they continued following the trail of necromantic magic left behind by the dragon and the Night King.
"That coward... He simply disappeared into the north and destroyed his entire army... Maybe there wouldn't have been any way to keep it anyway. After all, that army would never have made it to this place..." Daemon grumbled.
Well, if he stopped to think about it, an army of monsters wouldn't be difficult to assemble... He could simply rebuild it later.
He finally found an isolated place with several crystals, not as affected by the snow, though certainly still frozen. It was a structure that had clearly not formed naturally, and the trail led directly there, right to the entrance of a mountain.
Odahviing landed near the place while Daemon jumped down, stepping onto the ground of pure ice. They were so far north that even there it was possible to see the aurora borealis stretching across the sky, faintly visible even in the middle of the day.
But what caught his attention the most were the enormous piles of frozen stone in the center of the place, with a kind of altar.
"Do you know what this is?" he asked.
Odahviing also stretched out his neck, observing it.
"A place used for rituals," Odahviing said as he used one of his spells to analyze the surroundings.
Suddenly, images began appearing in Daemon's mind, sent by the dovah dragon. Even Daemon felt his stomach churn as he watched them. Quickly, they both saw babies being brought to the site and transformed into White Walkers.
"So that's how they do it..." he muttered with a hint of disgust.
Only the Night King could create them. It was still possible to sense the trail of necromantic magic leading directly to the cave entrance, which was only large enough for him to pass through. Odahviing would never be able to fit inside.
"It looks like I'll have to handle this alone," he said.
"Then take it slow," Odahviing replied.
Daemon simply nodded, took a deep breath, and entered the cave. The moment he stepped inside, he felt the entire area beginning to freeze.
The cold grew more intense with every step, but it didn't matter. He entered a place filled with crystals. There were even gemstones embedded within the ice.
As he ventured deeper into the cavern, outside the snowfall suddenly intensified, forming a massive blizzard. The cave entrance began to collapse the very next moment.
It was a trap created by the Night King. The skies at the foot of the mountain changed as the cracking of ice echoed everywhere while the area was engulfed by a violent snowstorm.
Daemon didn't care about the entrance collapsing and continued forward. He simply cast a Light Mage spell and kept walking. Odahviing also remained calm as the roar of a dragon came from outside.
"It seems that foolish necromancer thinks he can defeat me with tricks like these," Odahviing mocked.
The situation didn't matter. He would never lose to a weak dragon like that one.
Meanwhile, Daemon focused on what lay ahead. He followed a wider passage and cast a stronger light spell, illuminating the entire chamber. He stopped in the middle of it and drew Dawnbreaker before looking upward.
"How long are you going to stand there? Come at me, all of you."
The next moment, countless bodies began emerging from openings high above the cavern. Hundreds of corpses rained down, surrounding the entire open area.
They immediately rose to their feet, screaming as they charged toward him. Daemon merely showed a faint smile. He made a mocking gesture toward the creatures trying to attack him and swiftly cut down the first one.
The next moment, he charged straight into the horde of undead while unleashing a Thu'um, causing the entire mountain to tremble.
At the same time, outside, something came straight toward Odahviing, who was still standing near the altar.
The undead dragon emerged from the middle of the storm, diving toward Odahviing while spewing flames. The dovah dragon effortlessly conjured a magical barrier, blocking the attack.
"How annoying," Odahviing said as he simply arched his body and soared into the sky in pursuit of the undead dragon.
As he drew closer, he saw someone riding it. But it wasn't the same creature that had ridden it before. Instead, it was an ordinary White Walker.
Without wasting any time, the Walker hurled an ice spear directly at Odahviing, who merely scoffed.
Inside the cave, the entire place was engulfed in flames. Daemon summoned at least three dozen Flame Atronachs, burning through the entire horde of undead while cutting down his enemies and unleashing several fire Thu'ums as well.
Eight White Walkers finally appeared, expecting to eliminate the Atronachs, but their attacks did virtually nothing against them.
Then Daemon summoned two Daedric Generals to face two White Walkers each, while he personally dealt with the remaining four.
The Daedric Generals merely sneered at those creatures. In comparison, the White Walkers acted the same way. Neither side showed the slightest fear. The daedra, with their almost demonic appearance, immediately charged into battle against the cold creatures.
Quickly, the entire group was locked in battle. Daemon fought the four White Walkers while using a Thu'um to enhance his speed and strength, easily striking them down with Dawnbreaker and shattering them as they turned into hollow shells of ice.
At the same time, the Daedric Generals proved to be even stronger than the White Walkers themselves, although each one was still fighting two of them at once.
But even at a disadvantage, who said the daedra would fight fairly?
They resorted to dirty tricks as well. They immediately began turning the tide, trying to tear the White Walkers' souls from their bodies in the middle of combat or using spells to hinder their movements. Before long, they had gained complete control of the battle. They were also powerful enough to finish them off.
In the end, they advanced a little farther. Daemon reached the next chamber, where there was only a single figure standing atop a platform of ice.
It was the Night King himself.
Daemon let his light illuminate the entire chamber once more and noticed how the Night King stared directly at him the moment he entered. Without saying a word, Daemon made a simple gesture, causing all of his summons to disappear. They had already destroyed every enemy. Now only he and the Night King remained.
"You came here so I wouldn't have to use Odahviing to kill you down here... Or even summon my meteor storm..." Daemon immediately understood his intention.
The White Walker simply continued staring at him. There was no need for any other response.
Daemon stepped farther into the chamber and raised Dawnbreaker with both hands as its radiance grew even brighter.
"Let's end this, Night King."
At the same time, the Night King also prepared himself, raising his ice sword in complete silence.
Outside, that same ice spear from before shot toward Odahviing. He didn't even bother raising a barrier. He let the blade strike his body, but it failed to pierce him as deeply as the White Walker had hoped, passing through only part of his flesh.
Odahviing displayed a malicious grin, baring his fangs.
Daemon would certainly scold him for that reckless habit, but Odahviing was the type who enjoyed mocking his enemies by letting them believe they had landed a fatal blow, only to show that it meant absolutely nothing.
In any case, the White Walker didn't even have time to react. Odahviing immediately unleashed his full speed. He flew so fast that even the undead dragon seemed like a turtle in comparison.
He reached his enemy but did not attack it directly. He soared over the dragon, spun through the air, opened his jaws, swallowed the very White Walker riding on its back, and then hurled him downward.
The undead dragon didn't even have time to react and could only be dragged toward the ground.
Odahviing simply plummeted from the sky at tremendous speed, crashing into the ground at the center of the crystal platform and destroying it.
Immediately, the undead dragon let out an agonizing wail as a brilliant light emerged from the enormous crater Odahviing had created with his own body. Soon, that scream faded away.
At the same time, amid the flames, the dovah dragon emerged from the impact, pulling the ice spear lodged in his belly free and spitting it aside. He looked victorious, as though it had been nothing more than a light warm-up.
"I've done my part, Dovahkiin. Now do yours." With those words, he turned his gaze toward the cave entrance.
Inside the cavern, Dawnbreaker and the ice sword immediately collided, their clash echoing throughout the entire platform.
The Night King maintained the same sharp gaze, staring at Daemon, while the Targaryen king wore a smile.
"You're truly interesting. Stronger than anything I've ever faced in this world," Daemon said.
The creature before him was unlike anything else. Faster and stronger than any enemy he had ever fought.
Immediately, Daemon unleashed all of his power. "Mul Qah Diiv!"
"As the greatest challenge in this world, I intend to fight with everything I have." As he spoke, he began summoning his armor. Energy enveloped his body, and moments later, the Dragon Armor materialized, completely covering him.
The very air began freezing even further. The Night King also unleashed more of his power, freezing the entire area, though without affecting Daemon. Then he charged forward with all his might, and their swords swiftly collided once more.
To any ordinary observer, it would have been impossible to follow. Their eyes would have been overwhelmed by the absurd speed at which the two exchanged blows. It was a battle on an inhuman, demigod-like level, their swords clashing at a speed that not even the greatest warriors in the world could hope to follow.
The battle continued for a long time while only the two of them remained inside that cave, with no witnesses.
The world would never know what kind of confrontation was taking place there. Or at least, that was what Daemon believed.
The immortal beings themselves were watching that battle at that very moment. The Daedric Princes and even the gods of that world observed the clash. Even greater beings watched as well.
Many had their reasons, of course, but the Princes had an obvious one. After all, they were the ones who had sent the Dragonborn back to that world in the first place. There had been a reason for it: to save that world.
Without the Dovahkiin, that world would have been doomed.
Naturally, Daenerys would have remained trapped in Essos for some time. Even if she eventually returned with three living dragons, by the time she discovered the existence of the White Walkers, the entire North would already have fallen, and they would have become unstoppable south of the Neck.
If the dragons fell in battle, she too would perish.
As a result, all of Westeros would be wiped out. The next moment, Essos would also be invaded by an army of the dead that no one could stand against. Before long, the entire world would be frozen.
After witnessing that future, they decided that the Dovahkiin had to return to that world. Perhaps, even before becoming a Dragonborn, his true destiny had always been to stop the evil threatening that world.
Meanwhile, others believed that the true saviors were different, such as the Three-Eyed Raven, who continued to believe that he himself would guide the world to victory.
In any case, Daemon returned to that world knowing all of this. With the family he had built, the allies he had gained, and the powers he had acquired in Skyrim, he was more than prepared to deal with that world with ease.
And that was exactly what he did. Now, all that remained was to fulfill his true mission.
"It's a shame this battle will remain unknown to the other worlds," one of the Daedric Princes remarked, watching the clash with a hint of excitement.
"We can change that. We only need to analyze the energy so this battle can be witnessed through other eyes," another replied.
"Damn... You're only saying that because he's your champion more than ours, Princess Meridia," another woman said with a mischievous smile.
Meridia said nothing. She simply watched.
Her champion... She herself wanted the world to see him as such.
Using her magic, she simply snapped her fingers. The very next moment, she released a divine spell so that not only they would be able to witness that battle.
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