Then the silence broke.
And with a whoosh of displaced air, the Ghost of Winterfell was gone.
“I’ve been waiting,” Naruto said, cracking his neck. “For a real fight.” He looked back at Jon, and for a moment his eyes flickered red. “Don’t let anyone step past me.” naruto x juego de tronos fanfiction
Naruto met him in the center of the field. They spoke no words. The Night King thrust his spear; Naruto caught it with his bare hand. The frost crawled up his arm, coating his sleeve, his skin—
They saw a sun rise in the middle of the night. A ball of chakra—for Jon had learned the word—blazed to life in Naruto’s palm, spinning and howling with a voice that was not quite human. He threw it, and a mile-long trench of fire erupted, vaporizing the first thousand wights. Then the silence broke
“North of what?”
Not with a howl or a scream, but with a whoosh of displaced air, as if Winterfell itself had exhaled. Jon’s hand flew to Longclaw’s hilt. A figure now stood before the weirwood, facing away from him. Lean, clad in black and orange that seemed garish against the snow. Spiky, sun-lightened hair defied the northern cold. “For a real fight
But it was the night the Wall fell that the song was truly written.
The figure turned. Jon saw a boy’s face, but with eyes that held the weight of decades. Blue eyes, sharp as Valyrian steel, scanned the courtyard, the broken tower, the heart tree. He did not look surprised. He looked… assessing.