Bahamut descended from the sky with a resounding roar, bringing himself closer to the ground where the Wildling camp sprawled beneath him. His mighty aura radiated in all directions, serving as a potent deterrent that kept everyone rooted in place, preventing any futile attempts to escape his imposing presence. In the midst of the air, Bahamut underwent transformation, gradually morphing into a human form. He descended gracefully, landing in the snow alongside Aithusa, who frolicked playfully with the glistening snowflakes.
As Bahamut strolled purposefully through the snow-covered terrain, making his way toward Jon, an invisible force held the onlookers captive, rendering them unable to move. The power of Bahamut's magic enveloped the area, ensuring a profound stillness among the Wildlings. With Aithusa cradled in his hand, Bahamut approached Jon, who stood among the frozen assembly.
In a voice that resonated with familiarity, Bahamut spoke, "We meet again, Aemon." Jon recognized the voice immediately, connecting it to the dragon that had unveiled his true identity to him not long ago.
Jon remained speechless, his every movement stifled by the powerful aura exuded by Bahamut. Gradually, the great dragon released his engulfing presence. With the dissipation of the overwhelming force, the mortals managed to draw in their breath, but many among them found their legs weakened, collapsing to the ground. Beads of sweat adorned their foreheads, contributing to the rising warmth from Bahamut, who had transformed into human form.
In the midst of this tense atmosphere, Jon found his voice, uttering only one phrase, "Dragon King." The words reached the ears of the Wildlings closest to him, instilling a shared recognition of the powerful being before them. Fear rippled through the crowd, prompting some to retreat, their footsteps abruptly halted by Bahamut's authoritative command, "Kneel!" A sudden burst of aura engulfed the Wildlings, seizing control of their minds and compelling them to kneel without resistance—an unmistakable sign of Bahamut's growing strength with each passing day.
However, amidst the sea of kneeling figures, the giants stood apart. They resisted Bahamut's influence, a surprising feat that garnered the dragon's attention. One particularly angered giant charged toward Bahamut in a display of defiance, only to slow down as he drew nearer. Focusing his aura on the giant, Bahamut made it increasingly challenging for the colossal being to approach.
After a brief confrontation with the resistant giant, Bahamut diverted his attention, walking purposefully toward the tent where the King Beyond the Wall resided. An unspoken decree hung in the air, dissuading anyone from attempting to impede Bahamut's progress—they were utterly powerless in the face of his dominating presence.
As Bahamut moved to enter the tent, a massive arm from another giant extended threateningly toward his head, halted only in mid-air. Expressing annoyance, Bahamut remarked, "Annoying," before utilizing his telekinetic power to tear apart the tent. The shredded fabric revealed the colossal figure of Mag Mar Tun Doh Weg, the giant king, suspended in mid-air. The giant king attempted to strike Bahamut with his outstretched arm, accompanied by Mance Rayder and other Wildlings, including Tormund.
Bahamut's unwavering gaze remained fixed on the giant, a species on the brink of extinction. Without hesitation, Bahamut employed his telekinetic abilities to launch the giant king towards an unoccupied tent, the crushing impact shattering snow and canvas alike.
Turning his attention to Mance Rayder, Bahamut observed a distinct fear in the eyes of the King Beyond the Wall. Addressing him directly, Bahamut declared, "Become ashes for the Night King, or follow me to the Wall as my ally.". With a gradual release of his aura, Bahamut allowed Mance Rayder the opportunity to speak.