Euron grabbed the flask from his belt, uncorked it and gulped all of the contents in one go, leaving his lips tinted in deep blue. Euron removed his eyepatch, revealing another pitch black eye, shining with malice. He took off his glove and cut his finger on the edge of his valyrian steel blade, letting a few droplets of blood drop on the stone below him. Instead of splattering, they sank directly into the surface as if it was made of water. Ignoring the fog, the Crow's Eye looked north, towards Winterfell, and both of his malignant eyes glowed with power.