The sound Viserys Targaryen made when that hideous iron helmet covered his face was like nothing hum
The sound Viserys Targaryen made when that hideous iron helmet covered his face was like nothing human. His feet hammered a frantic beat against the dirt floor, slowed, stopped. Thick globs of molten gold dripped down onto his chest, setting thescarlet silk to smoldering...yet no drop of blood spilled. Hewas no dragon, Dany thought, curiously calm. Fire cannot kill a dragon. -- source link