(Third Person POV)
The explosion of flames caused the horses to panic, stopping and shaking their riders off, causing them to fall to the ground. Maegor was also included in this and he simply shrugged it off and stood up, looking up to see Balerion circling around as a wall of flames and smoke appeared in their rear.
"Balerion...." Maegor said with a serious scowl, "You fool! You burned my men!!!"
Behind him, Lords Tyrell and Ashford were barely getting back to their feet, holding their sides as they looked up.
"This is not good!" Lord Tyrell said, "We need to regroup with Barth!!"
"Balerion..!" Ashford said, "Why is he here?!"
Maegor turned his head to them, "You filthy little shits!!" He said as he immediately rushed towards them, "You will die!!"
Lord Tyrell drew his sword, "What in the hells?" He said, "Who is this one?!"
Maegor reached him and swung Dark Sister at him, cutting through the steel of his armor as the lord tried to step back in order to avoid the swing. He was cut from the shoulder down and blood sprayed everywhere.
"Aghh!!" He shouted in pain as Lord Ashford rushed over
"Lord Tyrell!" He shouted,
Maegor bashed Tyrell with his shield, sending him to the ground as he turned to face Ashford, swinging his sword in a counter-stroke, catching him off guard. The Lord immediately ducked down to avoid the swing and Maegor immediately followed it up with a knee to the face, sending him reeling back.
"You both will be felled by Maegor, The King of The Seven Kingdoms!!!" Maegor bellowed
"Maegor?!" Tyrell was grimacing in pain, "Impossible!!"
"Uggh....!" Lord Ashford grunted as he composed himself, "Maegor, The Cruel....there is no way!"
Maegor slowly walked over to Ashford, "It is true." He said, "I have been raised from the dead by the claws of the Dragon God of Death!!!"
Lord Ashford tried to swing his sword but Maegor had already swung Dark Sister, cutting his arm clean off as the Lord simply widened his eyes in shock.
"Agh!" He managed before Maegor swung his sword and cut his head clean off
Lord Tyrell got to his knee, "Curses!" He said, "If it is true, you are simply an abomination!!"
Maegor walked over to him, "Perhaps...." Maegor said, "And you are simply a dead man."
Without wasting a moment, he plunged the sword into his throat, killing him.
He then pulled out the blade and flicked it to the side, causing the blood to splatter on the ground.
Looking up, Maegor watched as Balerion circled back to his location, "Balerion...." He said, "What is wrong with you?! Taking that runt as a rider?! You must have gone senile!!!"
He then felt a rumbling and looked down to see a massive group of Tyrell soldiers stampeding towards him with hostile intent.
"Oh?" He said as he stepped forward, "Is that how it is? Well, come on!!"
He took off into a sprint, running straight towards them as they approached him. Once reaching them, Maegor lunged forwards to bash his shield and hit the nearest man, sending him stumbling back as he swung his sword fiercely in front of him, cutting several soldiers at once.
He blocked swords and spears with his shield as he countered with his own sword swings and thrusts, killing men by the second as he let out a bone-chilling battle cry, causing the soldiers to hesitate in attacking him further.
But there were too many for even Maegor to kill; they kept coming despite his killing so many.
Suddenly, Balerion swept towards them, unleashing a massive stream of flames that hit the soldiers and caused a massive explosion of flames that Maegor got caught up in, sending him flying as the men besides him were caught ablaze.
"ARgghh!!!" He shouted in pain as he hit the ground
The flames spread, and many of the men he was fighting piled up around him as they were completely scorched.
"Ughh...." Maegor said, the explosion disoriented him completely
He then forced his way out of the pile, feeling his left side completely charred; the armor melted onto his flesh as the shield itself was reduced to a smelted pile of iron. His entire body was in pain as his vision was blurry, his ears ringing as all he could feel was his entire body on fire.
"Fuck...." He stumbled forward as Balerion suddenly landed in front of him
The Black Dread's landing caused a tremor that caused Maegor to collapse on his knees. He used Dark Sister to support his weight; his entire body was throbbing in pain, smoke emitting from the melted armor as he looked up.
Balerion sniffed the air and leaned down, looking right at Maegor, his eyes staring right at the Cruel Tyrant.
"Balerion...." He said, "Do you not remember your rider?!"
Balerion blinked and let out a rumble, leaning further down towards him, his snout nearly touching Maegor who tried his best to ignore the pain.
"I am your Rider!!" He shouted, "Balerion, you are my dragon!!"
Balerion showed no sign of response, simply staring at Maegor, as if he was trying to recognize him.
"He is not yours." Baelon's voice was heard, "He is mine."
Maegor looked over to see Baelon walking towards him; he had climbed down the saddle almost immediately after landing.
"You stupid....." Maegor stood up, "You little fucking runt, you caught me ablaze and you burned my men down!!"
"That was not my intent." Baelon said, "But I can see you already took out Lords Tyrell and Ashford. Well done. You don't look so good, though."
Maegor glared at him as he raised his sword, "I will make sure to fucking rip you apart." He said, "And I will take back my dragon!!"
Baelon drew his sword and rushed Maegor, swinging it at his left side. Maegor pivoted and parried the sword with Dark Sister, scowling as Baelon immediately spun around and swung his sword at his head.
He stepped back to avoid the swing and tried to counter with a thrust of Dark Sister only for Baelon to dodge to the side and kick his left knee, causing him to buckle hard.
"Agh!" He said, "My burnt side!"
Baelon then swung his sword at him, cutting him in the throat and causing blood to spray all over the ground. Maegor then collapsed to the ground as he grunted in pain, clutching his throat as he widened his eyes in pure rage.
"You...." Baelon said as he looked at Dark Sister, "I don't think you can die so easily....I had cut you through with Dark Sister that last time we fought....and you took it."
He took a step forward as Maegor was struggling to breath, "Y-You...." He managed, "You will...pay...!!"
Baelon tossed his sword to the side and picked Dark Sister up, "This belongs to me." He said seriously, "You may have been the Rider of Balerion, the wielder of Dark Sister, and a King....but you died.....and even if you were brought back to life, your claim to this sword, to this dragon, and to the throne....it is null....you are nothing more than an abomination....brought back to life by Drakken...."
Maegor glared at him, "As....is...." He managed, "Your sister..."
Baelon narrowed his eyes, "No." he said, "You truly are an abomination of nature, Maegor. Even if Drakken didn't alter your body.....you were never going to be normal..."
Maegor looked at Balerion, the towering figure of the Black Dread blocked out the sun, "B-Balerion....!!!" He shouted, "You...."
"You would forsake me?!" Maegor called out in High-Valyrian as his wound would slowly close, "BALERION!!! I AM MAEGOR TARGARYEN, YOUR RIGHTFUL RIDER!! I AM THE SON OF THE CONQUEROR, DO NOT DARE FORSAKE ME!!!!"
"You were dead a long time." Baelon turned around, "Balerion moved on."
"As has the Realm."