"Nightwalker's saved the day again!"
He screamed at the top of his lungs before turning back to Nightwalker who hovered above him.
"What are you doing?" He asked, shocked by Aegon's action.
Through the broken bones, internal bleeding and probably PTSD he smiled. He pointed to his back, off the roof. "Give it a minute."
"WOOOOO!!"
A cacophony of cheers and whistles broke out from the crowd below, enough to make Nightwalker drop down to his feet and free his hands.
Aegon was done riling them up, he faced them with a smile, wiped the blood on his face with the back of his hands and started the chant. "Nightwalker! Nightwalker! Nightwalker!!"
Soon after the crowds joined him too, singing the Paragon's praises so much so they put a smile on his face.
He shook a fist into the air and drove them crazy. Even tossing a hand over Aegon and pulling him closer as he waved at his adoring fans.
