"Remember that time I stopped Fey from brutally taking over an entire Free City which the world's economy somewhat hinges upon?"
"Remember that time I stopped Undead from overrunning and devouring a Free City which would have kicked off squabbling fratricidal war on the mainland in one fell swoop at the same time?"
"Remember that time I stopped another Free City from burning to the ground and taking literally
millions with it, enough death to satiate any thirsting gods you can think of?"
"Remember that time I stopped a literal army of demons from slaughtering half of Essos?"
"Remember that time I stopped a host of wraithes and shadows from destroying a city?"
"Remember that time I stopped something worse than Tiamat from waking up from its long nap and unleashing a billion plagues on the world?"
"Remember that time I stopped like fourteen different but interconnected cells of Devils from putting every High Lord in Westeros in crippling debt?"
"Remember when I halfway aborted a Blackfyre conspiracy from installing a literal boy-king on the Iron Throne with not even a thin veneer hiding the slave collar Tiamat has yoked around his neck?"
Viserys, his
Silence wearing off finally: "Remember--"
Lord: "I GET IT! PLEASE.
STOP."
Viserys: "If I stop, the entire world does too."
Lord: "Starting to understand..."
Viserys: "You don't understand. See, I'm not even half way done!"