(General POV)
An axe slamd into the head of a reanimated legionary, the Orisr wielding it backing off just in ti to avoid another zombie from jumping him and biting down on his throat, its head getting splattered by an errant firebolt a re mont later.
A silence descended upon the once-battlefield as the two opposing shieldwalls slowly backed away from each other, confusion and fear slowly setting in now that the haze of the fight had started to leave them.
The quiet did not last though, as one of the rebels pointed his weapon at the young man leading the legionaries accusingly "What have you done you godless bastards?!"
Before Tiberius could respond, Zarok growled in anger "Watch your mouth whelp! Whatever just happened certainly wasn't on us."
The rebel went to retort but Tiberius finally found his voice and raised a hand to forestall him "Hold. Did you hear that?" A sound in the distance sent a shiver down the spine of all those present.
"Buying ti, are we?" The stormcloak blustered with false bravado.
The roar ca again, only this ti it was far closer. Tiberius' curiosity finally overpowered his caution and he turned around to see what it was, only to find himself utterly stunned by the blue blur barrelling straight towards them.
He was shaken from his stupor as soone grabbed him by the collar of his armor and forcefully dragged him away "OUT OF THE STREET, NOW!" Zarok thundered and even the rebels knew to follow his order.
But it was too late for many as the dragon descended and shouted "FUS RO DAH!" The wave of force utterly shattering the street below it, not sparing most of the houses either as tiles of stone were sent flying everywhere. Whoever was not fortunate enough to be turned to paste in an instant was then struck by the flying debris and broken as the mighty beast let out a sound akin to a contemptuous chuckle, ignoring the survivors and continuing on with its rampage. Both Zarok and Tiberius looked on in despair as most of their unit was slaughtered in the re blink of an eye, a simring rage boiling within the orc while the Imperial could only feel a seeping cold in his heart.
"I WILL RIP THAT BASTARD TO SHREDS!" Zarok growled as bloodrage started setting in. Before he could rush to chase the dragon he was stopped by a firm grasp on his shoulder "We should try and save who we can, we can't possibly face that blasted thing." Tiberius' cold tone was so empty it managed to shake so of the red from his friend's eyes for a mont.
"And what?!" The Orsir Quaestor barked, even as screams of pain reached him "We just let him get away?"
"We may not be able to do anything." Tiberius' blank tone did not shift for an instant as he pointed to the dragon in the distance "But he can."
Zarok's confusion lasted only for a mont as suddenly bolts of multicolored magic started slamming into the dragon's mouth and snout, the spells were so powerful they even managed to stagger the mythical creature if only for a mont.
Only, the spells did not seem to end as more and more magic started descending upon the creature, now forced on the defensive as it started cursing in its ancient tongue.
"Co." Tiberius spoke again "Let us gather the survivors."
His rage sowhat under control, Zarok grunted his assent and they went to help any who may need it, rebel or imperial. For once the dead rose and dragons descended their conflict seed so very small in comparison.
(Reyvin's POV)
The recently risen undead seed to have a particular focus on as hundreds of them attempted to rush down, only to be turned to ash by Scorch or shattered by Akulakhan's wild yet precise swings.
I had little ti to care for them though, the scaly little shit taking precedence over so undead I doubted could even harm in any real way.
Magicka surged from within as blue scales kept cracking under my elental barrage, my choice of attack shifting with each spell so as to not give my enemy any ti to adapt.
It was not to last though, as he finally managed to gather his wits once he was forced to land atop one of the nearby manor roofs and started casting magical wards to blunt my onslaught. Which was exactly where I wanted him.
I slamd his mind with my own, eliciting a surprised grunt of pain, before shouting "JOOR" He flinched at the first word "ZAH FRUL!"
The wave of baleful blue surged toward its target, his eyes widening first in fright but then in fury, as he battled the house below him with both his hands, shattering it utterly and letting himself fall just under the shout's radius.
I was already moving before he fell, my sword in hand and dragonskin covering my flesh. He barely had the ti to shake the dust from his eyes as he found swinging at one of them. The shriek of pain was followed by a wild flurry of claws as everything in front of him was
destroyed.
"Accursed mortal!" He half hissed half growled, one of his eyes now missing and the hole it left gushing with dragonsblood "Know that Iiznahkriid will be your end!"
I scoff "Those far better than you have tried." and once again point Magnus' staff at him. Before I can let loose on his ass I feel the sudden urge to get out of the way, and the shadows drag to the side just in ti to miss the grasping jaws of yet another dragon whose presence I could barely feel.
That sa dragon retreats in a blur as Akulakhan's glaive cos in slamming down to where its head once was, cratering the stone tiles below.
"Your weakness is a disgrace, brother." The new dragon mocked as he looked down at with hunger, he too was covered in scales of blue but his were of a far darker hue than those of his compatriot.
"Why do you interrupt my battle, Vulstrunfeyn?" The one-eyed dragon hissed "I have the mortal well in hand."
"You really do not." The probably older and wiser dragon deadpans and turns to , he opens his mouth to speak but I preempt him with a cold chuckle.
"Mighty gracious of you to ignore like that." He looks confused for a mont but that is all the ti he wastes before he once more blurs backwards, evading the sudden whirlwind of stone transmuted to steel that now covered the entire area of our battle.
His purported brother was far less fortunate as all the flying blades suddenly whirled onto him, completely forgetting their other target and starting to effectively skin him alive as his scales were slowly, but certainly, getting shorn off him.
Akulakhan wasted no ti as the dragon wailed in unimaginable pain, as he rushed through the sea of blades, completely ignoring the tal and jabbing at Iiznahkriid's other eye with his glaive. The dragon's instincts saved him from full blindness then as he recoiled reflexively, batting at whatever was trying to harm him and striking my guardian with a glancing blow.
Being a literal tank, Junior rely allowed the blow to carry him to the side before he rounded on the dragon once again and delivered a punch straight to its jaw, likely shattering a few bones and sending it reeling.
I prepared a more focused spell to pierce its now weakened defenses but once again I found myself forced to move as the stormy blur of dark blue appeared behind and over my head, a shout of unrelenting force blasting out exactly as if he had expected my evasion and slamming into Akulakhan, giving his brother enough ti to fall back from my now dying
spell.
The ambusher rounded back to and deflected my sword strike away from his chest, shouting "KRII LUN AUS!" from point blank range and forcing to waste massive amounts of Magicka on an instant teleport.
I used this chance to appear above his wounded brother and plunged my blade downwards, but the younger dragon was no idiot and imdiately spun around, sending blades of wind
everywhere and forcing back.
Vulstrunfeyn did not waste the opportunity and imdiately appeared before , slashing at in a mad flurry of thunder covered claws and forcing fully on the defensive. Buying just enough ti for his brother to shout "SLEN!" and start regenerating rapidly. Things turned far less pleasant for then, as both of them attacked as one. Iiznahkriid tried turning to ice with the ice form shout, much like Krein did when he was still Durnehviir. I was able to evade him thankfully, only to be corralled into the swing of Vulstrunfeyn's claws and made to outright block a dragon.
That was, as one might rightly guess, a terrible fucking idea.
I was flung away and slamd through the wall of a nearby crumbling manor, only the surprise of suddenly growing wings and blasting into the air saved from the duo of ravenous maws trying to compete in who could consu the quickest.
The two seed surprised by my sudden flight, but the battle fury in their eyes was, to my imnse surprise, quickly replaced with an emotion I did not expect... Respect.
Of course, that did not stop from slamming the both of them with a firestorm and another attempt at dragonrend, only Iiznahkrid was struck but I was unable to capitalize on it as Vulstrunfeyn used whirlwind sprint to dash upwards.
I made so distance, begrudgingly redirecting my spells at the opponent closest to and blasting him with a concentrated beam of crimson lightning, nearly shearing off one of his wings before he managed to use the speed I was quickly learning was one of his main advantages to get away.
My clairvoyance finally caught a shimr of energy from him and I quickly rounded to his new position, but before I could cast another spell he managed to shout "STRUN BAH QO!"
I felt my lips thin as I realized the city was about the get even more fucked by this, only for the entirety of the forming storm to zero in on . I felt static build up all around and even dodging didn't seem to reduce it, so accepting my fate I cast a spell of resist lightning and grit
my teeth.
The next half minute was hell on Nirn, lightning bolt after lightning bolt slamd into , no matter where or how I tried to evade, and to make things worse dear old Vulstrunfeyn was not content in simply watching as he too descended onto , outright ignoring the lightning bolts that turned on him due to proximity as he forced to experience even more agony by making fight him at the sa ti.
Absently I thought on what his 'brother' was doing, only to see Akulakhan pumling the absolute shit out of him, having discarded his glaive so he could attack faster. Only a sudden blast of frost breath from the grounded dragon managed to push the automaton back, and of course things did not seem to end there as the duo seemingly realized that Junior was a re construct bound to and the only way to truly end him was to end , so naturally they focused on doing just that.
Before they could once again strike at at the sa ti, I made them both back off with another shout of dragonrend, buying myself ti to chug down on so healing and Magicka potions in the process, as the two also used the mont to heal themselves.
Understanding that I would accomplish nothing by rely skirmishing I chugged down on a
destruction potion and summoned my blade, its surface blazing with disintegrating magic as I took in a deep breath.
The two dragons tensed as I shouted "TIID!" And swiftly teleported to the dragon I perceived as the weak link, Iiznahkriid howled as he felt slash his left wing multiple tis in a single second, lopping the damned thing off and sending him hurtling to the ground and the now
unfrozen Akulakhan's eager grasp.
That was all I was able to do, however, as Vulstrunfeyn responded to my shout with one of his own "STRUN GRAH DIN!" The modified elental fury covering his entire form in sparks of lightning, most notably his claws, as he once more barelled towards .
'This is going to take a while, isn't it?' I cursed internally as I blasted the snarling dragon's
maws with a massively overcharged ball of fire.
(General POV)
Arrows and hundreds of dead bodies littered the grounds between the now ruined siege camp
and the City of Kings. The roar of a dragon sent the wounded and terrified whimpering as yet another artillery position was blasted apart.
The massive red scaled beast grinned down at the defiant General glaring at him from the ground, the command tower lay shattered to small pieces and most of his officers having died heroically to prolong the battle even by a little, even Tullius was not spared as his blackened left hand lacked all of its fingers.
The nurous arrows stinging the dragon's hide went seemingly ignored as the massive
creature peered down at its worthy foe, but before he could mock or praise him, Tullius was not sure, a distant roar of pain drew both of their eyes.
A dark blue dragon was falling from the skies, a blur of gold following after him all the while
and blasting him with spells of all kinds.
"Hmmm..." The red dragon humd in what seed to be amusent as he observed both of his allies get grounded. He turned back to the general and his gathering soldiers, knowing he would not be able to do both he grinned "Rejoice, brave mortals! Odahviing shall spare you
on this day!"
And just like that he flapped his wings and left, his form becoming a re red blur heading to
the city.
"Blast it all!" Tullius kicked the ground, ignoring the searing pain in what remained of his
hand, he turned to his n with bloodshot eyes "I will not order any of you to follow ." He said, the implication clear to even the slowest.
One by one, the still hale, and even so of the wounded, legionaries started gathering in
front of him, all of them standing tall and proud, their weapons ready.
"Good." Tullius muttered proudly, drinking a potion as he turned back to the city "We move."
He commanded simply and they descended.
(Reyvin's POV)
Blinding the absolute shit out of Vulstrunfeyn seed to work wonders as I turned myself
into a beacon of light, catching him so off guard in his mont of triumph as he ripped one of
my wings off, that I managed to hit him with a dragonrend and then almost disembowel his ass as I slamd into him as he fell.
Naturally, the world just wouldn't let have even this, as this was the exact mont Iiznahkriid managed to push Akulakhan off with the help of another surge of undead, only Scorch's detonation stopped him from using the sa trick on .
Sick and fucking tired of these two I shrieked out a "YOOL TOR SHUUUUL!" Searing their
wounds and cracked scales with my most well mastered shout, slamming myself with a regenerative syringe in the sa movent and feeling a new wing burst out of my back. Once again we found ourselves staring at each other as both sides prepared for yet another clash, but we were both distracted by two very distinct sounds.
The dragons by a series of quickened steps coming from the north.
And I by another, much greater roar coming from the south.
All the ti and strength I spent battling these fuckers was apparently for nothing, and now another one of Alduin's edgy fraternity decided to join us... 'Fuck it, ti to up the ante.' I decided, and shouted "KREIN AAR VOKUN!"
Iiz Nah Kriid = Ice Fury Slayer
Vul Strun Feyn = Dark Storm Bane
Krii Lun Aus = Kill Leech Suffer
Strun Bah Qo = Storm Wrath Lightning
Su Grah Din = Storm Battle Grace
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