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Chapter 581: Party Crush

A meeting was taking place in a secret location within the Blackwood, within the overgrown and ruined remnants of an old fort the invitees were gathered from all over the Empire, eagerly awaiting an update on their efforts to bring back their lord.

The main hall had been cleared of rubble and the corpses of those who had once defended the place, with new furnishings being added to placate those of higher standing in attendance.

Large oak roundtables lined the room, and a small band played quietly in the corner, creating a soothing atmosphere. No one had said a thing until now, simply enjoying the meal they'd each been given on arrival, as they'd usually expect during meetings such as this.

At the very end of the hall was three individuals... One was a portly man sitting in a fine chair, gorging himself on food and wine, Clexto Lalellus, head of the Lalellus family who provided a good portion of the parchment the Empire used.

Two people stood behind him, a short man wearing full ebony armour, with an ominous pure black sword, that seemed to whisper into the minds of those who laid their eyes upon it. The other person was a short-robed figure wearing the Masque of Clavicus Vile and a staff affixed with a blue gem.

No one questioned why they were present, nor what qualification they had that allowed them such a position... Mostly due to their display of loyalty wielding artifacts of their lord, Clavicus Vile.

Once everyone had sated their hunger, Clexto stands from his seat and raises his cup of wine to them, "Friends! I thank you all for accepting my invitations! It is an auspicious day, but I'm sure many of your have questions about our lack of masks this time around!" he pauses eyeing everyone to see their reactions, "I assure you! The time for secrecy is almost at an end, the time of our lord will soon be upon us!

But first! It is us that must serve! If we wish to be rewarded for our service, we must prove ourselves true!"

"What must we do!?" more than one person eagerly shouts.

"I'm sure you all already know! We must remove the monument to our sin! Our sin of failure! That heretical tower in Skyrim, obstructing our good lord from carrying out his work! 'The Eye of the World' as many plebians have called it!" he spits on the floor in disgust, "Our lord spoke to me, and made known his plans!" he pauses again, unable to hold back his grin at his guest's excitement.

He takes a foreign-looking gold coin from his pocket and raises it up high for all to see, "Our lord requested us to use this divine artifact! It has been a close companion of mine for many years, but it has been decided to use it to annihilate the heretical tower from existence!"

He gesticulates erratically at the excited crowd who were barely staying in their seats at the announcement. Some even had ideas of simply charging Skyrim at this instant, with only their wish to hear further from Clexto holding them in place.

"Once the tower is gone, it will be OUR time! Our Lord will deliver us this world! WE ARE IT'S RIGHTFUL RULE-" Clexto roars but stills when the coin goes flying out of his hand, across the room and towards a table in a dark corner.

A man with his feet resting casually on the table snatches it out of the air with a huge grin on his face, "You're going to use this to destroy my tower?" he asks incredulously while looking the coin over... He could sense the tens of thousands of souls stored inside it, so it wasn't impossible for it to actually be capable of it...

Everyone in the hall gets to their feet at this, this man had just stolen the key to their victory right in front of them, and even claimed to be the enemy their lord wished dead...

Clexto shakes his head from the shock of having the coin taken and glares owlishly, "Are you claiming to be Michael Tahlin, creator of the 'Eye of the World'?"

"Yeah, I am." Michael grins while dropping a sack on his table, allowing two heads to roll out, one belonging to Keo Umpiel and the other his bard friend who Michael had stolen the invitation from. "Ah, before you do anything else, what's that?!" he suddenly exclaims, pointing at the front of the hall.

"Say cheese!" he laughs as they all turn to look, their eyes rapidly blinking from the flash of a camera he was telekinetically manipulating. It zips into his hand and he kicks the table over while standing up, "You know, the Empire hasn't tolerated any Daedric worship ever since the Oblivion Crises... What do you think will happen when I show them each of your faces?"

. . .

The place is silent, the more prominent and cowardly members in attendance quickly pale and begin to sweat at the threat. If their membership in this organisation was made known then not only them, but their families and businesses would be utterly decimated not long after.

"YOU DARE THREATEN THE SERVANTS OF CLAVICUS VILE!?" Clexto roars, more at seeing his congregation cower than anything else.

Michael snickers, "Of course I do! What're you going to do about it!?" he gestures at the robed figure next to Clexto, "And don't think I forgot about you, shorty! I'll pay you back for what you did!" he states to what was obviously Tabitha. They don't so anything in reply of course, the continued subjugation of Clavicus Vile all but removing any ability to control herself.

He looks to the armoured guy next to them, the stench of evil was pretty apparent, and reminded him somewhat of Barbas mixed with the Ebony Blade. "You? I don't know. But you're going to die today either way!"


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Chapter 582: Cult Culled

The ebony armoured man glares at Michael through his helmet, "Umbra believes it is you who will die first."

"Yeah? Well, Umbra can lick my sack!" Michael quickly retorts before turning to the stock-still crowd, "If any of you want a chance of survival, come stand with me and make your colours clear." he states.

Funnily enough, two people, an elderly man and a young woman walk over with gracious expressions, which contort when they get blasted with a wave of fire, incinerating them.

"Hahahaha! Did you really think I'd spare any of you!? Stupid!" Michael cackles before turning to the entrance of the room, "Hey, Lina! What do you call a bunch of ass hat demon worshippers!?" he asks as a fiery-haired woman floats in front of the entrance to the hall.

"Ashes?"

"Well, yeah-but-," he lets out a sigh, that was a better response that what he was gonna say, "Whatever, let's go!" he shouts, launching himself at the nearest cultist with Derflinger swinging, all while Lina floats around the room firing large scale pyrotechnics at the unfortunate, flammable, crowd.

Tabitha quickly jumps into action, standing and sending a litany of ice spells at Lina, who melts them with relative ease while continuing to fry the mob characters.

Umbra himself decides to try his luck against Michael, sliding across his table and stabbing his sword at Michael's side as he cuts down a man who thought attacking with a chair was a good idea... This wasn't the WWE...

*Clang!*

"Ouch!" Derflinger yelps as his body collide against the sword, creating a far larger impact than both he and Michael had expected.

Michael slides backwards after receiving the attack, his feet leaving marks on the stone floor before he stops. He rolls his shoulder and glances at Derflinger to make sure there wasn't any lasting damage... He'd put a lot of effort into his current body, so he wasn't wasting it in a sword-dick measuring contest!

Thankfully, Derflinger was entirely unharmed with not even a chip in his blade to be seen. "Why'd you yelp, there's nothing wrong with you." Michael asks as he eyes the approaching Umbra.

"Do I need a reason other than it hurt!?"

"Yeah, or I'm going to keep using you."

"... Be gentle?"

Umbra dashes forward with his blade gleaming, leaving two after images of his sword as he attacks.

*CLANG!CLANG!*

Michael flicks Derflinger across this up, blocking the two in one strike with a surprising amount of ease. "Lucky I figured out a way to stop Saeko's version of this attack..." he mutters to himself, knowing that this guy was a far better swordsman than he was...

Thankfully, he wasn't just a 'Swordsman'. Without giving any indication to preempt, he telekinetically grabs the sword and pulls it downwards as he charges, stabbing at Umbra's chest as they recover from the sudden distraction.

*Clak!*

It hits, carving a hole into the man's ebony armour, but doesn't go all that deep before he whacks Derflinger away and retaliates with his own strike. Michael Blink Strikes behind the man but even that attack is blocked, as if Umbra had sensed his intention...

*Whizz!*

He ducks suddenly as a large spear of ice passes by where his head was. He looks over and spots Tabitha fighting against Lina, meaning that the origin was someone else... Clexto, the leader of this cult attract his eye, the man summoning another spell in his hand, but is knocked off guard as Darth in his foot form kicks his hands and causes his spell to spin off towards the crowd of his followers, killing a couple.

He fires a Laguna Blade at Umbra, a flick of his sword catches and absorbs it... By now, if it wasn't obvious enough, the sword was clearly a Daedric artifact... "Derf, take his sword."

"Hah, aye partner... Zun Haal Viik!" the sword shouts and a shockwave hits Umbra, forcing the sword out of his hand and allowing Michael to catch it. "Ha! Got your swo-"

"UMMBRRRAAAAAAAAAA!" the ebony armoured warrior screams in a berserk rage as he abruptly sprints at Michael...

"This guy's crazy!" Derflinger can't help but yell as he's used to block a surprisingly strong punch.

"Whatever, you want it so bad? Take it!" Michael exclaims as he thrusts the Daedric sword Umbra through the warrior's chest.

...

"U-Umm-brraaaa..." the man breathes out as he drops to his knees and expires on the spot, the sword pulsing with light as if it was sucking out the man's life force.

Michael retrieves it and stashes it into his inventory before turning towards Clexto, the douchebag who was still trying to fire spells as Darth kicks him around.

A single Blink takes him to the man and Michael fiercely backhands him to the ground, "Fat cultist cunt, you're done!"

Clexto lets out a yelp as Derflinger pierces his heart, he's unable to do anything about it either, as his position in the cult meant nothing in the face of actual strength.

The battle between Lina and Tabitha was quickly coming to an end, all the invitees had either been frozen or burned, leaving the duo to battle it out... Lina seemed to actually be coming off worse in the battle, but it was fairly even otherwise.

Alright, let's do this properly...

Michael watches as Lina gets scratched by a stray icicle, allowing him to desummon her without it being obvious he was responsible. Then, he summons his frost wings and barrels into Tabitha, protecting her slightly as he goes through the wall of the ruined keep.

"This is payback, Tabitha." he growls while cracking his knuckles.

Thankfully, before he has to go too far, Clavicus decides to retreat and save his best servant instead of sacrificing her for now reason. She launches a massive wave of ice towards him, and he lets it freeze him as she starts running away.

Unbeknownst to Clavicus, he could find Tabitha no matter her location with Spectre's Haunt skill... Tabitha held the last artifacts he required, the Masque and the Chain of Arkmis... He'd take them once he figured out a method of dealing with Clavicus without ending up with Tabitha dead too.


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