Chapter 213 - The False Dragon (V)
"Betrayal truly hurts, but what hurts more is being abandoned by everyone in the world." Varys, The Spider.
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Perhaps by luck, perhaps by reflexes, perhaps just because he dodged in time, Aegon managed to throw himself to the ground while the funnel of black and red flames passed a few centimeters from his body. However, the intense heat still made the armor on his body heat up like never before.
He was practically cooking himself inside the armor; burns began to appear under his skin, making the boy start to let out a scream of agony.
(Note: The Iron Bull torture was not famous for being gentle...)
"ARGHHHHHHHH!!!" Aegon's agonizing scream spread throughout the place, making nobles and commoners alike turn completely pale at such an agonizing scream.
The audience recoiled in fright as the funnel of black flames with red streaks hit the ground, slowly melting the sand and gravel. Many women and men exclaimed in fright, seeing the terrifying scene.
What would happen if the fire hit a human directly?
They had an idea seeing Aegon and the ground itself gradually becoming crystallized.
"It's a little too sweet." Daenerys commented casually as she ate another spoonful of lemon cake; she narrowed her eyes with pleasure as she listened to Aegon's agonizing screams. She was not at all surprised by the result. If there was one person who knew Balerion well, it was her.
Her dragon was simply the personification of bad temper; there was no more irritable and tyrannical dragon than her sweet and adorable dragon.