Chapter 217 - Death of a God (IV)
"To err is normal, but I cannot err, my mistakes could cost the lives of millions of people." God Emperor of Humanity.
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Aenar acted in an instant, he used his own magic to balance the divine energy of the God of the Seven Faces. A red light rained down from the sky and fell on the soldiers of House Targaryen, but unlike the light of the seven which could not be seen by mortal eyes, the red light could be seen even by animals.
At the same time, an imperceptible line descended over Jaime and connected with the knight, it was the bridge to the divine world!
"Sigismund!!!" Aenar shouted loudly and advanced towards Sigismund and Jaime's fight.
Sigismund acted just as Aenar shouted. Without caring about his own injuries, he simply grabbed Jaime and immobilized him.
Jaime didn't stand still while he was immobilized, he drew a knife from his waist and struck Sigismund repeatedly in the back. Although he didn't know what was happening, his instincts were screaming at him to get out of that place.
Jaime didn't hesitate and believed his instincts, for they had always saved him in times of need, and it would be no different now.
Stabs and more stabs pierced Sigismund's ribs, puncturing his lungs and stomach, but regardless of the wounds Jaime caused, the man remained as still as a mountain and tougher than steel.
Suddenly, Jaime felt a strong wind blow past him and a pain in his heart made him stop his movements. Raising his gaze, he saw a pair of purple eyes looking at him with a calm expression, although they were smiling.
Rhaegar?