The Night King raised one hand.
From the frozen darkness came a new terror: an undead dragon. Viserion—Daenerys' lost child—now a creature of ice and rage. Its blue fire tore through the sky, striking Winterfell's outer wall.
Stone exploded. Men died screaming.
Andrew rose into the sky on Vharaxes. Drogon followed. The three dragons danced a deadly spiral—fire against ice, wing against wing.
Andrew's blood boiled. "He turned a child of flame," he growled. "I'll turn him to ash."
Their clash shattered clouds.