Her eyes could scarcely believe her eyes a giant scaled monster swooped down and hovered above the walls before starting to bathe the ramparts in pale golden flames streaked with black and red. A few of the bowmen were brave enough to shoot arrows towards the armoured rider atop the beast, but that did nothing but attract the dragon's ire. The ground forces quickly approached with their makeshift bridges and ladders. Yet nobody could stop them, as the defenders were either cooked alive in their armour or fleeing from the dragonfire. At that moment, Genna knew that Riverrun would fall and regretted not surrendering when she could. Tywin might have cursed their house with his heavy-handed cruelty.