Denys Mallister watched as the dark-blue behemoth drowned the tide of corpses pouring out of the Gorge with ease. The dragon dived into the rocky ravine, doubtlessly setting even more wights ablaze. The Queen's dragon was impressive, but it could scarcely compare in size or ferocity to the terror that was winning a battle everyone thought lost. He shook his head and looked at the people manning the wall. All that survived were weary and were barely standing on their feet.