Kings Landing was lit up like the summer sun. Turion watched in the eerie silence the the wildfire had created. Now everyone waited to see what the next move would be. The landing party had reached the beachhead, and slowly yet surly moved up the beach. It was sure to be a brutal battle.
Meanwhile in one of the many courtyards of the palace, Cersei stood staring at the peculiar vial in her hand. A mysterious visitor gave it to her stating, " He only wished to help balance the tide of the battle. And the vial would do just that." She uncorked the bottle and smelled it, which smelled bitter, meaning it was less likely to be poison. She quickly poured it in her mouth gagging while chocking it down. It tasted bitter, but the discomfort was soon overshadowed by the ground looking further away.
As the ground forces engaged the invaders loud booming, repeating sounds closing in. " What in the gods is that?" Tyrion asked. Both forces stopped, fearing another wildfire attack. " Seven Hells, look." An archer stated in a monotone voice more questioning then fearful. Sure enough the men sall a gargantuan Cersei stepping over the castles. She stood at the awe inspireing height of three hundred feet tall. Her foot landed of a group of five of Stannis's men crushing them under her shoe, nearly stepping on the Hound who was in the thick of the battle. " Hold your fire! Just enjoy the view." Cersei proceeded to stamp group after group of invaders.
The invaders began climbing her shoes to attack her ankles only to b promptly kicked off with disastrous results. After a moment Cersei stopped to see that she had literally snuffed out the opposition under her shoes. She the. Begat splashing her hands in the water causing waves to sink ships. Cesrsei grabbed one brining it to her face before crushing it with a loud clap before they could retaliate. At this point Stannis had retreated, humiliated from the two disastrous ambushes left him wanting revenge.
The beach itself looked like a graveyard. Men lying dead or dieing in the sand, many crushed in large foot prints. Cersei carefully stepped out of the bay. The Hound was the first to approach her feet and kneel followed by everyone minus Tyrion and Joffrey. As for Cersei she enjoyed the feeling of.....being loved.
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