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Andals vs Dorne (Extra chap)

[A/N:I have to images for the new female OC Eliza Stark.

1)Olivia Munn (Psylocke X Men Apolcalypse)

2)Kelly Overton (Christie Montero Tekken Movie)]

In Dorne, Marion Dayne, the grandson of Elden and the King of Dorne, had been engaged in a prolonged war against the Andal warlords. Their battles had been relatively successful, thanks in part to the harsh desert environment that favored the Dornish forces and their perceived blessings from Eru, enabling them to withstand the scorching climate effortlessly.

While many celebrated their victories, doubts lingered among some who believed that Lord Eru favored the North and the Reach, gifting them magnificent beasts as guardians. However, Marion remained steadfast in his faith, unwavering in his belief in the gods.

As the war continued, the Andals began to outnumber Marion's forces, creating a growing concern. The Dornish army caught sight of the approaching enemy forces, prompting prayers to the gods for success in battle. It was at that moment that a howling windstorm suddenly swept in, seemingly emerging out of nowhere.

Amidst the tumultuous winds, they discerned a peculiar sound, catching Marion's attention. He muttered, "The wind sounds alive..."

Drawing his sword, Dawn, Marion prepared himself for the imminent conflict. The entire army braced for the impending battle when their eyes turned toward a swirling sandstorm forming in the distance.

Within the storm, Marion noticed movement—something rising from the sandy depths. It was a colossal black cobra, towering over them, its hiss carried by the gusting wind.

The cobra's hood flared, poised to strike, and fear gripped Marion and his army. But then, to their astonishment, they witnessed a second cobra, this one white, rearing up beside the first. And to their amazement, there were figures mounted atop these serpentine beings.

Anat and Astarte, two warrior goddesses, emerged from the storm. These exotic beauties, in their twenties, exuded an aura of power. Quick-tempered Astarte donned a wicked helmet adorned with bull horns, while calculating and sadistic Anat was clad in a panther skin, battle axe at the ready.

Despite their wariness and fear, a voice reassured them, "Do not be afraid." Turning around, they beheld a colossal figure materializing from the sands.

Before them stood a towering, metallic humanoid figure with a jackal head, emanating an aura of darkness and dominance. His crimson eyes blazed intensely, penetrating the shifting shadows around him. Dark gold accents adorned his metallic body, signifying regality and imposing stature.

Some members of the army instinctively took a step back upon witnessing this menacing figure. However, to their surprise, the jackal-headed entity transformed into a human form.

The transformed figure possessed a striking appearance, commanding attention with his towering stature. Clad in intricate gold and black armor that shimmered under the sun, symbolizing his godly status and dominance, he showcased a muscular physique. His eyes glowed with an otherworldly intensity, hinting at the darkness within.

Beside him stood a graceful woman, slender and elegant. She wore a headdress resembling a house or palace, signifying her role as a protector of the deceased. The headdress was adorned with hieroglyphs and symbols associated with mourning and the afterlife, underscoring her connection to these realms.

Set, unfazed by their fear, spoke with conviction, "I am Set, the God of the Desert, storms, disorder, and violence and the son of Eru. My father has sent me to aid you."

Relief washed over the Dornish army upon hearing Set's words. As they turned their gazes, they witnessed the two colossal cobras launching themselves at the Andal army.

With fangs bared like ivory scimitars, the cobras spewed streams of burning venom akin to napalm upon the retreating Andals, incinerating them alive. Under the onslaught of the venomous assault, the Andal army crumbled, descending into chaos and disarray.

The cobras, their serpentine forms undulating, slurped and reloaded venom, preparing to strike once more. With synchronized precision, they unleashed twin annihilating sprays, decimating every last Andal soldier in their path.

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