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Chapter 517: Flight Fight

The two Thalmor looks between Tiffania and the red smears that were once their allies in disbelief, this quickly turns to anger however as Tiffania returns to a neutral stance, obviously expecting them to flee in terror.

"I won't let you go for that, damned half-breed whore!" one shouts and jumps backwards, off of the roof and into cover. The other raises his hands and throws them outwards in different directions, causing carts, stones, and other debris to be telekinetically thrown at Tiffania and Megumin.

Tiffania and Megumin throw themselves backwards, both wincing as the corpses and survivors are crushed into pulp.

Megumin casts some fireballs to blast apart some incoming debris while Tiffania takes cover behind her, chanting her own spell in the meantime.

*Thwooom!*

Fire erupts from buildings both near and far, making them realize that there were more groups of Thalmor behind the lines than just the one they'd faced.

*Shiiik!*

Megumin's ward blocks an ice spear and Tiffania retaliates jabbing her wand at the hiding Thalmor, a large plume of ash leaves the tip of her wand and crawls through the air towards her target... Unlike her usual ashen spells, this one lacked the usual heat, allowing her to use it without burning half the city down.

The two Thalmor run out of their cover to avoid it, but the spell follows them, breaks through their conjured ward and catches them. While Tiffania and Megumin could no longer see them through the thick ash, they could hear their hacking coughs, though, these are soon suppressed as their throats and lungs are filled with the substance.

Half a minute of silence passes and Tiffania end the spell, revealing the blue-faced corpses of the Thalmor, their mouths overflowing with ash.

"Gross..." Megumin mutters at their disfigured, bloated faces.

"They said they captured Umnii, and there's still more in the city!" Tiffania reminds the girl, whose back straightens in realisation.

*WOOSH!*

A strong wind blows past them, striking the nearby burning building and quickly suppressing the flames. They look over and spot Illococoo running over with a strange expression. "Big sis! Bad people are chasing me!" she exclaims

Not far behind her, they could see three Thalmor with magical ropes in their hands, ready to bind the girl. "Stop running or we'll clip your wings, permanently! Beast!"

Tiffania's brow raises to her hairline, how did they know of Illococoo's true form? Michael said he'd killed everyone in the Thalmor fort, and she'd stayed outside of sight, not including the Greybeards...

Shaking her head she jabs her wand towards the Thalmor, "Duck!" she tells Illococoo as she chants her spell, "ERASE!"

*Flash!*

The three Thalmor fall onto their faces mid-stride as the spell connects, their eyes blank and lifeless due to the loss of all of their memories.

"Thank you big sis!" the dragon girl chirps as she hugs Tiffania.

...

"Why didn't you deal with them yourself...?" she questions, knowing well that Illococoo could beat them.

Illococoo pouts, "Shouting makes my throat hurt in this form, my wind could beat their shield-things, and big bro said I shouldn't transform..."

"-Unless you need to... I think this counts." Megumin adds.

The dragon girl punts Megumin in the shin in response, "Ouch!"

"You're just trying to get me in trouble!"

...

*Boom!*

Tiffania chews her lip, "Come on! We need to stop the others! Illu, use your dragon form! You have my permission!"

Illococoo smiles, "Okay, big sis!"

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Michael glides over to where a fire had just started in the city and lands on a nearby building, his new Thalmor buddy still flailing in his grasp. "So, this was your plan huh? Distract us with an army while you burn my shit? Not smart."

The Thalmor rasps something out but it's too quiet and mumbled to pick up.

"Huh, what was that?... Come on, speak up if you wanna be heard." Michael asks, shaking the man slightly... Well, shaking him enough to kill a baby.

"I-it's too late..."

"Too late?..." he glances around, "I don't know about you, but most of the city is still here... Your army's not looking too good either."

*BOOOOM!*

*RUUUUMMMBBLLLEEE!*

...

"Too. Late." the Thalmor says again, grinning despite his bloody mouth and missing teeth.

"Fuck you." Michael sniffs and snaps his neck, not wanting to deal with that stubborn smug cunt any longer.

He fires a Laguna Blade at the nearby Thalmor group who was still trying to burn shit and flies upwards to see what the commotion just now was.

He's joined in the sky by Illococoo, just as he looks North and spots what was coming.

"I really can't get a fucking break..."

"Not like you deserve one, partner..."

In the distance he could see many Aldmeri Dominion ships sailing through the ice and towards the cliff that Winterhold sits on... On some of them were siege weapons that were already firing... Large chunks had already been taken from the College of Winterhold's walls, making Michale worried over the potential for the entire thing collapses.

The College itself was only hanging on by a thread, so any damage to its foundations could very well mean the end of it.

"Well, at least Kunkka will appreciate the earlier call to duty..." he mutters. He could feel that Lina had somehow been killed, but all that meant was he had a free slot to summon another Spirit. Lina herself would still be 'alive' in her world, probably grumpy at her defeat though.

"Illu, I need you to find and kill any other Thalmor that tries to burn the city. Once they're gone, feel free to help me with the navy."

"Okay, big bro! I got it! I promise!" she chirps before shouting "LAAS YAH NIR!", which Michael barely recognised as the 'Aura Whisper' shout that she'd been practising lately.

Illococoo glides down to the city like an eagle that'd spotted its prey, quickly snatching a hidden Thalmor in her jaws as Michael makes his way over to the Thalmor navy.


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Chapter 518: Naval Discharge...

Admiral Tuindal of the third Aldmeri Dominion crosses his arms atop his flagship as it begins its bombardment of Winterhold.

Most of their projectiles had been aimed into the city itself, while others had been targeting the foundation of the College of Winterhold. While it was an ancient place of learning that most elves would pause at destroying, he and his leaders knew well that it was one of the central pillars holding up Skyrim and Nord society itself.

The stubborn Nords wouldn't like to admit it, but magic was part of their lives, and without the College, they'd quickly find themselves dearly lacking when compared to the rest of the world.

"Keep firing until that damned city is rubble!"

"At once! Admiral!" a few of his men chorus in response.

Everyone was going fine... Until it wasn't...

"ADMIRAL! Enemy ships ahead of us!" a man shouts from the crows next atop the vessel.

Tuindal frowns in confusion, their plans were kept strictly secret aside from the few in the know. The nearest port to Winterhold was Windhelm, not to mention Dawnstar that'd been burned to the ground recently...

He pulls the telescope from someone and takes a peek, becoming even more baffled when he spots the two ghost ships ahead of them, each being manned by hundreds of ghost sailors... "What in Oblivion is that!?"

*ROOOAAAR!*

Tuindal reflexively ducks as he hears the dragon roar, only then realising that the dragon was above Winterhold and seemingly ignoring him and his other ships... "What in all the gods is going on here!?"

"Sir! The enemy! They're pulling cannons to their bow!! Your orders!?"

Tuindal shakes his head and forces himself to breathe easy, "VANGUARD PREPARE A STARBOARD BROADSIDE! SECOND-LINE PORT BROADSIDE! BLAST THEM TO PIECES!" he commands, causing a quarter of the forward Aldmeri navy to begin moving while the boats behind them begin their own preparations for battle.

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Michael grins as he steers the Ghost Ship towards the Thalmor navy, the ability had been maxed out so he was looking forward to seeing what his enhanced cannons would do to the elves.

"Aharhar~! Wind from my hair, salt in my beard! Let's show these scoundrels what our being alive means for them!" Kunkka laughs in the Ghost Ship beside Michael's, clapping one of the ghost sailors on the shoulder as he does so... Surprisingly, the ghost actually grins in response, as if he were feeling emotions and familiar with the Admiral.

"He's enjoying himself too much for a man sailing into an enemy naval army..." Derflinger mutters.

Michael shrugs, "Let him enjoy it... At least this time he can go down with his ship."

He then looks up ahead and spots the Thalmor boats beginning to make their move. Surprisingly, they made a show of preparing their own cannons, surprising Michael as he hadn't expected the Thalmor to possess them...

Sure, had been developed in Tamriel, but the powder they used was far too volatile for anything but heavily enchanted cannons. That, of course, required a lot of gold to fund.

Regardless, no one was in range yet, and the Thalmor begin showing the broadside of the many vanguard ships... If he and Kunkka wanted to get any closer they'd be heading directly in a hailstorm of cannonballs.

...

But... Kunkka didn't seem swayed at all...

The Admiral raises Tidebringer and laughs uproariously, "RAMMING SPEED MEN! LET'S SEE HOW THEIR CANNONS FAIR AGAINST OUR BOAT!"

"Slow down you crack-pot pirate! There are fifteen boats aiming at us! I thought you were supposed to be a master in naval strategy!" Michael shouts after him, thinking that there must've been a better way to approach this... He could probably just glide on over and disrupt the front formation to make way for the ghost ships...

Kunkka didn't care.

"I am a battlefield genius! Which is why I'm charging! Hide on land if this is too much for you lad!"

"I'm beginning to think that this is why you had no navy, Kunkka!" Michael retorts, positioning his ship behind Kunkka's so the admiral could take all the focus. Still, he was prepared for them to get utterly decimated by cannon fire... They had two boats, while the Thalmor had around a hundred... The fight was nowhere near even.

Kunkka grins as his ship enters cannon range. "FIRE LADS! SCUPPER THE FLEET AND KEELHAUL THE LOT OF THEM!"

*BANGBANGBANGBANGBANGBANG!*

The cannons pushed to the front of the ship all fire, Michael's boat firing over Kunkka's at a steep angle to avoid friendly fire. Thankfully, the Thalmor appeared to have shittier cannons than they did, allowing them to get fire blood in battle.

The thing about showing your broadside was, while you could fire many more guns at once, you also made yourself a larger target... The Thalmor's tactics had backfired simply due to the difference in their weaponry, two of their boats getting blasted by the initial volley.

A few mages attempt to block and deflect the ghostly cannon balls, but they were far too powerful and magically resistant to be moved by such means. The ghost ships were rank 4, far better than the rank 1 ship Michael had used to destroy a Daedric Fortress... And it showed.

Once the cannonballs struck the enemy vessel, the impact side all but disintegrated, as if the cannonball weighed as much as a small mountain without the size to slow it. The projectile hits the starboard side of the ship and shoots straight out the other side after devastating the underdeck. One cannon ball would've been enough to eventually sink it, but add the many others?

*CRAAAAAASH!*

The ship quickly slams to a halt as the anchor is blasted out from where it was held, causing it to unintentionally unfurl. This, of course, causes the other Thalmor ships behind it to slow or swerve in order to avoid crashing into its stern.


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Faruk Ereng

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