(Third Person POV)
"What....is this???" Aemon said with pure shock, "Flames?!"
Alyssa was bewildered, watching Cyrus's hand engulfed in flames, "Is this sorcery?!" She said, "What are you?!"
Cyrus swung his arm upwards, firing off a single bolt of flames. The firebolt hit the top of the entrance to the Dragonpit, causing a small explosion and debris fell down on the Prince and his men. The moment that they shielded themselves, Cyrus burst into a sprint, running past them and trying to make it outside.
"Sick of running, but dammit, that is all I could do!" He thought to himself
"He's running!!" one of the guards exclaimed
One of them drew his sword and swung it at his midsection, cutting through but was unable to stop him. Two then drew their bows, nocked arrows, and fired them at his legs. The arrows shot straight through the legs, small flames sprouting from the holes as Cyrus made it outside.
The moment he reached outside, he tripped and fell down, rolling hard.
"Arghh!!" He shouted, "Fuck. They can't harm me with their weapons, but I can trip, huh? Some bullshit....."
Aemon drew his sword, "Seize him!"
Cyrus stood up and jumped back, avoiding one of the guards swinging his sword at him, "He said, seize me, you cunt!" He shouted in anger, "Not swing your fucking sword at me!"
"You fucker!" the guard shouted
The archers shot another arrow, aiming at his leg, but the arrow went straight through, causing some flames to sprout yet again.
"Fire....?" Aemon said, in complete shock, "What is up with him?!"
Cyrus slammed his hand on the ground, "Screw this....." He said, "I have to keep you lot inside."
Suddenly, a large wall of flames erupted from where he had slammed his hand on. The wall extended and surrounded them, blocking off the entrance of the Dragonpit.
"Flames!" One of the guards' capes was caught ablaze, "ahh!!"
Aemon stared at this with pure shock, a wall of flames was blocking them completely. "This is sorcery...." he said, "Dammit..."
Cyrus straightened up, "That should keep you busy for a few minutes. Gives me a nice headstart." He said as he was about to turn and run, "Serves you ri-Oh....fuck...of course....."
Aemon and the others moved out of the way as Meleys, Alyssa Targaryen's dragon, walked out of the Dragonpit, passing through the flames as if she was unfazed by them. The dragon let out a deep growl, glaring right at Cyrus, who simply backed away slowly.
Alyssa was on top of her dragon, "Flames?" She said, "You think they can keep my Red Queen inside? You are but a fool."
"Yea, I am fucking stupid." Cyrus said, "But I tell you what I am not: killable. So you lot best do yourselves a favor, let me go. I won't bother any of you. But if you keep going, I cannot guarantee that you will be unharmed by this."
"Get the keepers! Douse these flames!" Aemon shouted at his men, "Now!!"
Meleys shook her neck and snarled, moving closer to Cyrus.
"Don't make me have my dragon eat you." Alyssa said, "Turn yourself in. It is the only warning you'd get."
"Yea, no." Cyrus said, "I rather not."
"Very well." Alyssa said with a slight smirk, "I did warn you."
Meleys bit at Cyrus, who casually jumped away to avoid her maw. He rolled on the ground and got up almost immediately, waving his hand and sending a quick wave of flames at the dragon. The flames hit Meleys in the face, momentarily blinding her and caused her to jerk her body back.
"What the...." Alyssa covered her face, shielding herself from the heat, "More fire....."
Cyrus pointed at Alyssa, "Those are my weakest flames, don't make me burn your dragon!"
"Burn? My dragon?!" Alyssa said, "Are you an idiot?! You did say you were stupid!"
"Dragons are flesh and bone still, aren't they?" Cyrus smirked, "Sure, they have resistance to heat and flames, but what is their limit? I assure you, I can burn your dragon."
"Honestly, I don't know if I can." Cyrus said, "Not only am I stupid, but I have no idea what the deal with these things are. They aren't even Dragons, they're wyverns. But I don't want to get an argument with these people like some nerd at a school cafeteria."
Suddenly, Cyrus felt as a blade cut through his arm, lopping it off completely.
Alyssa widened her eyes, "Baelon!"
Aemon also saw this, "Brother!"
Prince Baelon Targaryen had cut through Cyrus's arm using Dark Sister, giving him a serious scowl.
Cyrus looked down, seeing his arm on the ground, "Well, shit." He said as he bent down and picked it up, "Who the hell?"
He backed away and reconnected his arm; flames sprouted from the spot where they were connected. As he did so, Baelon looked at this with a mixture of shock and bewilderment.
"What....." He said
Cyrus looked at him with a scowl, "And what's your deal?"
He swung his fist at Baelon, connecting right on the nose, causing the Prince to stumble back.
"Baelon!" Alyssa said, "That's it, you've done it now!"
"Angos, Meleys!"
Meleys lunged at Cyrus, snapping her maw at him yet again. This time, the she-dragon did connect, grasping at Cyrus's entire body and picking him up in the air.
Baelon was rubbing his nose, "Ughh..." he said as he looked up, "What the hell...."
Cyrus had an annoyed look, "If I had a regular body, I am sure this would hurt like fucking hell." He said as his body began to glow, "But luckily, I don't....."
Suddenly, his entire body turned into flames, combusting and forcing the dragon's mouth open as she let out a pained yelp. The flames swirled towards the ground and they all watched Cyrus's body revert to normal.
"What am I watching unfold?!" Aemon said, his eyes widened
Cyrus was on his knee, "Shit..." he said with a scowl, "I tried to fly away...Guess I can't do that....Need a full grasp of my power."
Baelon rushed him and stabbed him in the back, causing Cyrus to look back at him slowly with a scowl.
"You...." Baelon said with a glare, "What are you?"
"Some dude that you're pissing off." Cyrus said as he stood up and pulled away from his blade, "Quit stabbing me, you cunt."
"Cunt...?" Baelon said, "You're attacking my wife!"
"I am doing no such thing." Cyrus said, "Have you ever heard of self-defense, your people are attacking me. I do suggest you fuck off before you get burned.."
"You are not getting away from this easily." Baelon glared at him
"Are you all fucking stupid?" Cyrus said with an annoyed tone, "All of your weapons have no effect on me. Just give it up!"
"Or I will get tired and kill you to get it over with."