Jon stood with Longclaw in his hand, his breath frozen on his lips, watching the end of the world march toward him.
“I never wanted it.”
He smiled.
The blond stepped past him. For once, he wasn’t smiling.
The Night King himself descended from his ice spider, a spear of frozen dragon-glass in his hand. For the first time, something like interest crossed that ancient, terrible face. naruto x juego de tronos fanfiction
“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.”
Jon Snow sat alone on the broken Wall, watching the sun climb over a world that would never quite believe what it had seen. Somewhere behind him, a direwolf howled. Jon stood with Longclaw in his hand, his
“What was that?”
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— For once, he wasn’t smiling
“Westeros.”