“He talked too much,” Naruto said, shrugging. “Like, a villain monologue. Who does that?”
He smiled.
The Night King shattered. Every Walker within a mile shattered with him. The wights fell like puppets with cut strings, and the long winter died with a sigh. Jon found him sitting on a broken piece of the Wall, looking out at the sunrise. Dawn had finally come. The snow was already melting. naruto x juego de tronos fanfiction
Then he walked out to meet the army of the dead. What happened next would be told by campfires for a generation. “He talked too much,” Naruto said, shrugging
Jon stared at the fist for a moment, then awkwardly bumped it with his own. “He talked too much
“Naruto,” he said quietly. “Now would be good.”