I gave the dragons another glance, while they roared a challenge, neither side made the first move. My instincts were telling that this pair were a level above that one we fought previously. It was hard to gauge where they fell on a sliding power scale for the mont, but I was on guard.
Not to ntion their Thu'um would always give cause for concern.
ridia said that Thorum had many eyes on him, and I only knew the vague details about a sort of prophecy regarding him as a 'Dragonborn' that affected the world.
"Wuld Nah Kest!" Thorum shouted, making the first move as he turned into a whirlwind, charging at his chosen opponent with a very impressive speed. The baleful aura of Gram covering him, soaking the air in its hate, its desire to slay these draconic foes
It made shudder slightly. I had underestimated this weapon from my birth world. While I would still call it inferior to my Ascalon, it was still impressive by itself.
"Fo Krah Diin!" The Dragon countered, not taken off guard by Thorum's sudden attack. A cold air manifested, bursting out of the dragon's mouth. The cold rivaling my own Freezing Winds of Jotunheim, perhaps even a little colder. It hampered Thorum enough that his sudden burst of speed didn't give him the initiative.
"STRUN BA QO" A shout bellowed from above, echoing throughout the area. The sudden shift of weather imdiately grabbed my attention as I had to look away from Thorum's fight.
My wings burst out from my back, and I shot into the air. Massive bolts of lightning having thorn up the spot I was in a mont prior.
The lightning weaved around the air, arcing and jolting in every direction as it attempted to connect with . The sky above was overco with this Dragon's magics, an impressive display that I would have admired had I had ti to mull it over.
I climbed high up, the dragon mirroring my ascent as it ca after , snarling and rage in its eyes.
I don't know what happened for these dragons to despise so much, but they clearly wished to end .
A greater ward manifested in my free hand, dispersing a bolt of lightning. It gave a mont to cast an Ebony Flesh and a Reinforcent over my body. My Dragon Heart beat fast in my chest and my devil blood anticipated the fight with glee.
With another thought, I willed the Boosted Gear onto my hand.
"[Finally]" Ddraig happily exclaid as we continued to move into the unnatural clouds above. I rolled to the side, the unrelenting storm of lightning still descended on as I got closer. The angry dragon was fast, it was already biting on my heels since I had to take a mont or two to dodge every ti a bolt of lightning ca at .
My Aura flared, the iridescent light cascading all around as the lightning splashed against the phenona that enveloped my entire body. With Aura and my enhancent spells in full effect, I could practically ignore the smaller assaults.
"Boost" I added on a single boost to enhance my physical abilities a step further. The dragon that was nipping on my heels was suddenly befuddled when a boom erupted behind . With a wave of my hand, Whisper shot out of my ring and towards the gathered clouds.
"ABOMINATION, YOU HAVE APPEARED." The dragon roared at Ddraig's presence. "GAAH LAH HAAS" It shouted again.
A red aura burst out from the dragon and ca at with a speed I couldn't dodge. No, it was like it was undodgeable, speed was not a factor.
Suddenly, I felt slightly weakened, my Aura flared in response but noticably dimd.
Did.....it curse ?
That was the only summarization I could co to in this brief mont.
It wasn't just my physical abilities it felt like my soul got heavier as well, more lethargic, as if my vitality was being drained.
It was enough that dozens of lightning bolts fell from clouds above, shattering my Ebony Flesh and taking a chunk out of my aura. I even felt so faint burning on my arms.
A type of power that bends the will of the world, targeting soone as a curse.
Scary.
I growled in annoyance.
That caught off guard.
I stopped my ascent, turning to face the oncoming dragon.
"Boost" I called out again, letting my physical abilities double once again, regaining so sense of normalcy with this strange magic encompassing .
My swords flashed out, hovering around and sweeping out at oncoming lightning bolts. This spell or whatever the dragon used was coming increasingly annoying. Sothing I wanted to emulate in the future, but annoying all the sa.
More shouts left its mouth, flas spewed forth in torrents, and we continued to play a small ca of tag, where a single misstep left either of us impaled or turned to ash.
It was surprisingly nimble in the air with its body size, and I had to admit, it had more experience fighting this way then I did.
A ntal note to get more flying experience was filed away for later.
Letting go of Mirage to hover nearby, Ascalon entered my hand. Sword shining bright, the most recent torrent of fire was slashed through and I dived towards my airborn foe.
"WHAT IS THAT?" It roared in confusion, it's face looking a mixture of shock and fear.
Ascalon's dragon slaying properties sang forth in that mont of opening as I stabbed into its open chest.
The scales and tough hide were irrelevant as my sword pierced into the dragon. It let out another roar of anger and confusion, its nearly impenetrable, hide by mortal standards, had been found wanting with an ease that could cause pause in the strongest dragons.
It didn't betray its age nor strength, it recovered quickly, sweeping its entire body in an air, forcing to either dislodge the blade or abandon it. Pulling my blade free, I ducked back, barely dodging a swipe of its tail as it flipped in the air.
An admirable ability to keep its mont and not start hurling down to the ground from such a maneuver.
"FUS ROH DAH" It bellowed, a shout I was more than familiar with.
The force rippled through the air, an invisible shockwave. Perhaps it was my inexperience that left vulnerable in this position, not having ti to move out of the way with its linked attacks.
I instead brought my sword up and channeled my magical energy "Ascalon!"
The Noble Phantasm, the blessed blade by which force is slain. It moved in ways that seed impossible to counteract this invisible force that pressed on . The conceptual sword t the world-bending attack, of which could blow away a stone tower with relative ease.
I felt a recoil in my arms, a side effect of the abilities' nature not being a singular direct attack but rather an all encompassing force. But my sword held strong, and my body laid unmolested besides so minor aching.
"My turn." I grabbed the dragon's attention, it's confusion still written on its face, but it was snapped out of its stupor by my words. My arms waved in the air and the clouds above us distorted.
They, who had been coalesced out of the intent left behind by the dragon's Thu'um.
They were usurped by . My Whisper returning to my side after the Runic spell had actualized.
The magics the dragon laid onto the world to force their cohesion was broken apart by and repurposed for my spell. A familiar silhouette ford of lightning, large hamr in hand as I gestured and it raised it high in the sky.
"Thor's Hamr!"
The massive lightning hamr was brought down, dwarfing the figure of the dragon as I moved out of the way at my quickest speed.
The lightning crackled, the scales and skin of the dragon charred and burst open at the powerful attack.
"L-LOK VAH KOR" It shouted once again, strained and full of pain. As the words left its maw, an invisible force spread out and all the clouds, the lightning, all weathering effects in the area dissipated at an astonishing speed. For as far as I could see, this high up in the air, there were no clouds in the sky, all the way up to the horizon.
The dragon began falling backwards towards the ground, its wings not looking too good but they tried to flap to regain so kind of montum for continued flight.
I shot down, sword nearby.
"Boost" I called out one last ti, colliding with its underbelly. My swords followed suit, impaling themselves on its exposed underside.
Wounds littered its tattered hide, its vibrant red hue was dampened and charred at the high heat and voltage of my lightning
The dragon accelerated to the ground as I jumped off at the last mont. A huge mound of earth displaced and bursting into the surroundings as a new crater was created.
I floated down lazily, the dragon still barely moving, twitching, trying to force itself into an upright position.
Tenacious if nothing else. I don't think its wings could provide flight anymore.
Landing on its underside again, it let out a pained groan. I reached forward, grasping my Sword of Destruction and fed it my Aura.
It erupted in my bloodline ability, my Power of Destruction and the dragon began to wither away and dissipate at the point of origin.
It failed and roared, but it was on its last legs.
While being stronger than that other one, this one didn't seem too impressive by itself. Maybe that's why it joined up with the other to target Thorum?
My gut was telling that this one wasn't indicative of their race's overall strength.
"RED DRAGON EMPEROR" It roared one final ti, as my Power of Destruction took its life.
I was slightly surprised it called by that title, but I could only sigh rembering the conversation with that Grey Beard from last ti I was here.
[Hehehehehe]
It was hard to resist the urge to face palm from heading Ddraig's giggling.
I withdrew my Power of Destruction with a forceful thought. It was still a little difficult to control and not always wanted to listen to when I needed a gentler touch. I didn't wish to start destroying this things soul, at the very least, I wanted to help Thorum get a little stronger.
I made sure this dragon was dead, Ascalon flashed out and severed its head.
The last ti did make a bit cautious in that regard.
Never thought I would be using a dragon's head as a seat, but here I was. I got a little comfortable as I watched the end of Thorum's fight.
The dragon never took too high off the ground, almost like it was brawling with my friend.
Actually, that's exactly how I could describe this fight. Magical brawling. The Dragon's tail whipping out, Thorum swinging his sword to cleave chunks out of its skin, only to be daught by the dredges of so Dragon Fire.
They were just trading attacks like....., I wanted to call them idiots, but glass houses and all that.
I just sighed, as Thorum finally ran his sword through the dragon.
There were no words of anger or taunting. The dragon looked almost respectful towards him, a large difference from my fight.
Thorum also gave a respectful nod to the dragon as its body dissipated and the soul flowed into his body. Almost imdiately, though, he turned to with that big goofy smile, like he wanted to show off his kill.
He walked towards happily, Gram lifted up on his shoulder. "It looks like I lost." Though there was only happiness in his voice.
"It was close." I offered, though my fight consisted of a lot more running around.
He gave a good natured laugh, approaching the dragon I was sitting caused it to decompose similar to the ones I've seen previously.
The golden light that I assud was it soul flew out into Thorum almost unnaturally quickly, like it was desperate to get away from .
"Oh, I didn't an to..."
"It's alright." I waived him off, I honestly didn't think I could 'drink' a dragon soul anyways. "Besides, you owe a proper drink later."
"Aye! I sure do."
We shared a look for a mont before Thorum moved over and wrapped his arms around in one quick motion.
"My friend it's been too long, you have been sorely missed."
You big idiot. "I missed you too, Thorum." I pat his back as he tried to squeeze the life out of .
"You must tell of your adventures in this past month! Especially over a cold ad among friends, I'm sure the others will welco your return!" He loudly proclaid.
Well, I'm sure so people will be happy. I wasn't exactly looking forward to stepping into Whiterun's political scene again, but that seed inevitable at this point.
"Alright, alright. I'll tell you what I've been up to." I smiled. "But you gotta tell what's happened to you as well,."
"Haha, fair is fair." He nodded, patting on the shoulder. "Co, the drinks are waiting."
Gods I missed this.
Though, I eyed the dragon bones on the ground.
I would happily grab those first.
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Sorry for the late release, got a bit distracted. So, Mc and Thorum going ot catch up after taking care of a couple lower end dragons. MC gets a kick in the shin as a reminder that things that bend the world deserve a bit more respect even if the opponent is weaker than himself.
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