Chapter 303

A month later

"It's coming." He whispered to Ygritte who was hiding underneath the snow like him.

"You sure that there are no wights near it." Ygritte asked once again and he nodded.

"Yes. I'm sure."

"That sounds too good to be true." Ygritte said "This might be a trap."

"I know." He said "If it is then that is alright as well. We're far prepared this time then we were before."

And they were. The Dragonglass Grenades he had created were going to be a game changer.

Those Grenades had a radius of 10 meter and would throw Dragonglass shrapnels in every direction upon exploding.

They would not harm his troops thanks to the magical armor but they would shred the wights to pieces.

And considering how even a little bit of Dragonglass was lethal to the wights, he wasn't truly all that afraid of a wight army anymore.

The problem was that he had only been able to create 100 of those Grenades as he needed to make them on his own.

Once he have some free time on his hands, he would try to find a way to make a factory line that would generate these grenades without his supervision.

It was going to be hard, no doubt about that. But a single Dragonglass Grenade was more lethal to the Wights and White Walkers than anything else in his arsenal.

If he could mass produce these things in large numbers then the war against the White Walkers would go much better.

He was brought out of his thoughts when a figure walked out of the thick forest and into view.

It was a White Walker in all it's splendor. And it was alone for some reason.

That was perhaps why it took him so long to find one.

If a White Walker is followed by hundreds of Wights then the wights leave behind trails and it's easy to find and track them that way.

But a White Walker leave no tracks on the ground for some reason. It was probably some kind of magic that he didn't understand.

After scouring the area for half a dozen times, he had made sure that there were no White Walkers nearby. But that only served to make him more cautions and he had already diploid his men in a defensive formation in case they were ambushed by some White Walkers that he failed to find.

As the Walker walked toward the ambush point, he noticed that it was carrying a bundle in it's left arm while it's right arm held onto it's Ice Weapon.

He frowned.

This was… unusual.

Well… nothing he could change at this point.

As the White Walker came closer to the ambush point, it's speed lowered an then it stopped.

He could sense the White Walker's powers from this distance and it seemed… weaker compared to the other White Walkers.

Far weaker in fact.

As if they had been fighting against veteran warriors up till this point and this one was a stable boy who had only held a wooden sword stick at best.

The thought the this could be a trap and that perhaps the White walker was somehow hiding it's true strength came to his mind once again.

It's apathetic gaze scanned through the area.

It had sensed their presence and he was not really surprised.

Regardless, it was time for action.

"ATTACK!!!" he shouted.

The White Walker's eyes instantly fell on him and it's went on a defensive posture while discarding the bundle in it's left arm on the ground.

Varko and Baka rose out of the snow ground, employing the same tactics that the White Walkers used on them and charged at it with their Valyrian Swords.

Instantly he could tell that the White Walker was really weaker than the others.

It was being pushed back by Varko and Baka very easily. And while they did receive their own body enhancements after the last White Walker fight, they were not so powerful that they would be able to bully a White Walker like this.

The only reason it was still alive was because he had warned them against killing it.

"Baka. Disengage from the fight." He said.

Baka grunted and pulled back, allowing Varko to fight one on one against the White Walker.

It was still a one sided fight.

This White Walker was weaker.

Which meant that not all White Walkers were as powerful as the ones they fought before.

It was a relief.

Maybe the size of the Wight army under a White Walker denote how powerful that White Walker is.

Or maybe it was the other way around and it was the Wight army that made the White walkers more powerful?

These hypothesis can wait.

He looked at his men who were ready with their own Valyrian coated chains.

"Get Ready" he shouted and used his magic to transfigure the snow under the White Walker's feet into hands that held it in place.

The hands broke a moment later because a weak White Walker was still far stronger than average humans.

But the pause gave Varko enough time to disengage from the fight and retreat.

And as soon as he did that, the men surrounding the White Walker swung their Valyrian chains around around the White Walker.

The chains wrapped around the White Walker and bind it tightly in place.

The White Walker struggled against the chains and the atmosphere dropped a dozen degree instantly but the Valyrian coated chains held strong.

"Put it down." He said.

Baka came from behind it and kicked it to the ground face first and then removed it's Ice Sword from it's vicinity.

He walked forward and put the hand and leg cuffs made of pure Valyrian steel around it's hands and legs.

The white Walker shrieked at him and the temperature took another dip but it wasn't that bad, which meant that the White Walker had reached it's limit.

He smiled under his helmet and locked the hand and leg cuffs together so that the White Walker would be truly helpless.

This should be good enough.

"The box." He said.

Ygritte nodded and took a metal suitcase from one of the guards. She entered the suitcase and came back a few moments later with a large coffin.

A coffin made entirely of Dragonglass.

The White Walker shrieked once again and he wondered if it truly could not speak or if that shrieking was some kind of language that only these Ice monsters understood.

Then he shrugged and chucked the White Walker inside the Coffin.

It shrieked one last time at him before the closed the lid on it's face.

He turned to his men and there was pin drop silence in the forest.

The he smiled and raised on fist in the air "WE WON!!!!" he shouted and everyone else cheered with him.