[He charges ahead, keeping in mind the obstacles in their past. As debris falls or flames rise up, he's quick to duck and weave, feeling as if he was back at the Battle for Winterfell. It was chaos and only adrenaline and instinct could be trusted. If he hesitated just for a moment, he could end up burned and injured.
He nodded at a grouping of shields just ahead. There were people cowering inside, hacking and coughing from the smoke.
Jon touched his jewel, feeling the power from it.]
I'll try and break as many as I can. You pull them out?
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He nodded at a grouping of shields just ahead. There were people cowering inside, hacking and coughing from the smoke.
Jon touched his jewel, feeling the power from it.]
I'll try and break as many as I can. You pull them out?