Chapter 195

"Form a circle!" he shouted before hundreds of wights burst out from beneath the surface while he berated himself for falling for the same stupid trick twice.

The Wights seemed rather fond of jumping out from the ground in a true imitation of the dead. But that didn't meant that the trick didn't work.

Sometimes the simplest tricks worked the best.

The dead jumping out from the ground quickly outnumbered them and surrounded their entire group from everywhere.

Two wights held onto his legs while half a dozen others surrounded him and stabbed at him with their bones, stone knives or rusty old swords.

None of them effective.

A simple spell repulsed all of them and he looked around him to see that hundreds of wights had already surrounded them and hundreds more were coming.

He used the Sonorus charm on himself and shouted "Use Dragonglass Dagger. USE THE DRAGONGLASS DAGGER!!!"

Then the wights were upon him, except that they never truly reached up.

Halfway through, they were cut in half and Varko's resolute face met his own.

"I'll not fail you this time my lord." Varko said in a grim voice before raised the twin Valyrian blade he had given him which were disguised as normal swords.

And then he was a whirlwind, cutting through the wights like paper.

It was amazing to watch.

But for all his resolve, Varko was just a single man. And for all his skills, he could only protect him from one side.

The Wights attacked him from the other side and he repulsed them again, looking over the chaotic battlefield where every man was on his own.

He did not find what he was looking for and the wights fell upon him once again.

"Back to back!" he called out to Varko and the man was at his back a moment later, decimating any wight that got within a few feet of them.

As he fought against the wight, he hoped that Ygritte, Baka and the others were alright.

The magical armor he had given them should work. But if he couldn't find the puppeteer of this whole show then some of his people will die at it's hands.

He couldn't let that happen.

He could have used the fire spell to kill the wights. But the magic in the area was bent against him to such a degree that using any high level spell would take far too much magic out of him and he would die of magical exhaustion before the fire spell killed even half of these wights.

"I need find the White Walker." He told Varko who grunted and swiped his swords two more times before he pulled him away from there.