Chapter 218 - The Unexpected Arrival (I)
"Scars are reminders of wars and traumas, marks of shame for many and good memories for others. But in the end, they simply mark on your soul how much you have suffered." Tyrion Lannister, after the Battle of Harrenhal, where he lost most of his nose and gained a scar on his face.
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Tywin, who was in the middle of the army while it was fighting, felt the warm energy in his body disappear. Although he didn't know what it was, he was glad to have it, because the army was stronger with this unknown energy.
However, now that this energy was gone, he soon noticed that the army was steadily advancing instead of advancing, which showed that they were losing. If this continued, the already low morale would cease to exist and the chances of desertion would be extremely high!
But just as Tywin was about to order the fiercest attack, he felt a bad premonition. He knew that feeling all too well. It was the same feeling he felt when he saw his wife die in front of him.
Looking frantically around, Tywin's green eyes scanned the surroundings, searching everywhere for Jaime. He found it, but he didn't want to, for he saw his son on the terrifying battlefield, where humans could not tread.
His son lay on the ground, the golden armor of House Lannister stained with mud and dented in many places. But what really caught the eye was the obsidian dagger driven into Jaime's heart.
His son had died.
Tywin was furious, like a lion fighting for territory, but the man's expression couldn't have been colder and calmer. His lips trembled for a moment, as did his hands.
Looking up at the sky, he saw clouds stained a shade of crimson red, but this didn't impress him. Curiously, the rain fell from the sky as if mourning Jaime's death.
Feeling the rain wet his face, Tywin looked back at the army of House Targaryen.