Bab 307: High-Ground Charge
*Raaaagghkk!?*
A zombie that looked more akin to a skeleton gives out a growled yelp as a fireball strikes it in the face, an explosion rings out as it impacts, killing five or so more undead that'd been stood beside it.
"Geeeet theeeeee-eeem!" a number of voices shout as the zombies finally notice their quarry. A stream of people charges over the nearby hill while launching a litany of spells. Most actually miss their targets, but there were so many zombies that it didn't matter in the end.
With the enemy in sight the rest of the zombies screech and start shambling towards them, completely uncaring of the corpses dropping left right and center, some frozen solid, some burned to a crisp, and some spasming with residual electricity.
Michael leads the charge down the snowy hill and things were looking good until he realised a small mistake he'd made...
"Oooohh, shiiiii-iiiiit! Friends help!" Borvir screams like a girl as he loses his footing and begins sliding down the snow hill, the path his ass leaves revealing the slippery ice beneath the snow. Borvir was just the start of the disaster however, as more and more people begin following along with him.
A fall like this wasn't all that dangerous, if it weren't for the army of zombies steadily making their way to the base of the hill...
"Conjurers! Call your summons!" Michael exclaims, wishing to get the front line set up as soon as possible.
Fortunately, a few Conjurers hadn't yet lost their footing, allowing them to summon their familiars... Most weren't able to conjure their creatures at the base of the hill, so doing it on the hill itself would have to do... At worst, the summons would just slide down there anyway.
"Serpent Wards!" Michael casts, summoning Rhasta's Spirit Familiars on the hill to act as makeshift artillery and slow the undead, if slightly.
A few of the Restoration Mages had refused to follow their comrades onto the slippery hill after witnessing the disaster occurring before them, so a good number of people were simply sitting atop it and watching the battle from afar. Michael would make sure to memorize those faces so they'd get nothing but scorn as a reward for this task.
Soon enough, Michael makes it to the bottom of the hill and springs into action while the others were recovering. He charges the undead with the unhappy-sounding Derflinger in head and the Novice Destruction spell; Flames in the other.
A red spell washes over him, one he recognises to be the Courage Illusion spell. It was pretty much all the Illusion specialized mages could do too, as only Expert and Master ranked Illusion Mages were able to affect the undead with such spells.
To be frank, the zombies were pretty underwhelming, being slightly weaker than an average human. Even an army like this wasn't enough to threaten the Mages here, but that was only the case if they kept their composure... Not many could face the undead with confidence, and even less could face off with an army without fleeing.
The Apprentice's fear quickly faded as the fighting started however, Atronach's charged into the army, Frost Atronach squashing their bodies underfoot, Flame Atronach's simply gliding past and incinerating any that came close... There was a single Storm Atronach as well which was siting at the back and doing its own thing...
Soon enough, Borvir and Rundi recovered their footing and joined Michael in battle, casting Stoneflesh and readying a Firebolt spell in one hand while raising steel axes in the other. Their physical might not be comparable to the Companions, but as Nords, they were taught to fight and defend themselves as children... Fighting face to face with their foes was in their blood, despite the fact that they'd become mages.
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"Master! The College, they've found us!" Sorkas exclaims as he runs back into the cave after checking to see the commotion outside.
"So soon!? How many conjurations have been created!?" Malyn angrily asks.
"T-thirty Atronachs, forty wolf familiars, five Dremora, and ten skeletons, Master!" Jernil lists off.
Malyns growls, "It's not enough! Not enough! But we have no time left! Send them all to fight! Along with you, go kill those College dogs!"
"Yes master!" both Nords shout before exiting with the small army of conjured beings following them, leaving Nelacar alone in the cave with Malyn...
The master looks down to continue his hasty work but pauses and glances towards Nelacar who was still fumbling around, "What are you doing!? GO, NOW!"
"A-at once, Master!" he stutters out and quickly leaves, not wanting to be alone and at the mercy of his clearly deranged master.
The sight outside greets him, and for a moment he'd thought that he'd been abducted by a Daedra and transported to a war... Lightning, Fire, and Ice was flying everywhere courtesy of the Mages and Atronachs, the smell of burnt flesh assaults his senses, screams of both terror and battle ring out. It was complete sensory overload.
He looks to the side and spots Sorkas and Jernil attempting to lead the army of conjured creatures around to assault the vulnerable side of the College forces... A few enemy Atronachs attempt to block their paths, but the group of Dremora charge them and destroy them in what some might call a 'simple manner'.
Nelacar had no idea who would win this, but he was sure of one thing... He wasn't going to stick around to find out. Without waiting for another second, he begins running in the opposite direction of the army and the cave, unconsciously heading straight for the Shrine of Azura atop the nearby mountain.
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Bab 308: Dragon Tongue
Michael quickly notices the enemy reinforcements coming around the side of the force and steps out to obstruct them. The sight of Sorkas and Jernil forces a quiet chuckle from his chest, but he stifles it as he prepared to receive the army of conjured creatures.
Sorkas and Jernil quickly notice him and both shout "YOU AGAIN!?" simultaneously, clearly, they remembered Michael better than he did them.
"We won't lose to you again! And it ain't a duel this time!" Sorkas growls and starts throwing fireballs towards Michael. Jernil doesn't cast anything for now, instead, beginning to channel the Magicka required to form an Ice Spear spell.
Michael ignores all of this, however, effortlessly Blinking away from a Fireball and pointing a finger at Jernil. "Laguna Blade." he casts, but the duo seemed to be anticipating it, as two nearby Frost Atronachs literally throw themselves in front of Jernil before Michael had even cast the spell.
The bolt of lightning shoots towards Jernil and easily penetrates the two Atronachs, but their bodies appeared to be enough to alter the trajectory of the attack just enough to avoid Jernil. A couple nearby Atronach's fall over dead instead however, their bodies not disintegrating due to them being conjured with a ritual and Frost Salt.
Michael shakes his head at the Laguna Blade's failure and simply Blinks forwards, throwing down a Smokebomb which both silenced and blinds the two Nords. Both were taken so thoroughly off guard that they didn't even notice Michael sliding Derflinger into Jernil's chest. He isn't even able to let out a whimper due to his silenced state, causing him to simply fall backwards, dead.
Despite one of their summoner's death, only two Dremora disappear from the battlefield, leaving the rest still fighting. A couple tries to charge Michael, but he just Blinkstrikes behind Sorkas and beheads him, causing one other Dremora to disintegrate. There were two left, however, meaning their master was still around, probably inside the cave...
Elsewhere in the battlefield, Illococoo was finally getting the chance to use her Thu'um. She'd been accompanying Charlotte til now, and she hadn't left any creatures left for her to experiment on. Luckily, her attention had been drawn by the Atronachs that Michael had started fighting, leaving Illococoo alone among the other Apprentices.
"Oi! Loco, get back and let the men handle this!" Borvir shouts as he slams his axe into the head of yet another zombie.
"My name is Illococoo, not 'Loco!'" she states in exasperation. Most people in Skyrim hadn't been able to pronounce her name properly so receiving new nicknames had been a common occurrence... Not that she appreciated it, it was her Big Sis that'd given her that name, and she was proud to wear it.
"Whatever, just get back, lasses shouldn't be at the front of a fight anywa-"
"Hiiarrgh!" Yisra's voice echoes out as her conjured Daedric sword decapitates two zombies with a single slash. Borvir steps back from the fight for a moment and looks down at his axe, feeling pretty emasculated right about now...
She turns to face her next opponent but catches his gaze causing her to frown, "Stop gawking and start fighting you fool!"
"She's right, stop showing off and concentrate." his brother, Rundi says, pulling him back just in time to avoid a lunge from a zombie. It wouldn't have hit however, as Illococoo kicks the creature in the chest and sends it tumbling backwards as if it'd just been punted by a giant.
"Yeah! Let the 'men' handle this!" the dragon girl laughs as she casually smacks another corpse with a back-handed slap, causing its head to spin around as if it were a Disney character. "Wait, watch this!" she suddenly announces, taking a step back and sucking in a deep breath.
"Watch what-"
"FUS RO!" Illococoo shouts, her voice echoing not only through the battlefield, but probably over at Winterhold as well.
*BOOOM!*
Immediately after her shout, a shockwave explodes outwards, smashing into the undead army and instantly destroying ten of them, all while sending the rest stumbling backwards from the force.
"W-was that the Thu'um!?" Borvir exclaims, looking around to see if everyone else had just witnessed what he had. "Tell me I'm just seeing things!? Rundi!?"
"No, that just happened..." the eldest of the brothers mutters, the hand holding his axe trembling slightly, though, he couldn't tell if it was in fear or excitement...
"Illucuco! You can use the Thu'um!? What're you, the Dragonborn or something!?" Yisra jokingly asks, causing the dragon girl to let out a light, if strained laugh.
Again, using the Thu'um was taxing for her, and while she'd improved compared to the first time she'd used it. Using a two-word shout was still quite hard on her.
"Can you guys stop joking around and get back to fighting!? Or have you forgotten about the zombies in front of you!?" one of the Apprentices who'd been watching all of this shouts, causing the group to nod and get back to work.
Illococoo stepped back went to go help assist Charlotte, she wouldn't be able to use the Thu'um again for a while, maybe a couple days, so she'd play it safe for the rest of this.
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By the time Charlotte arrives to assist Michael, most of the conjured creatures had already been slaughtered. All that was left were a couple Storm Atronachs that'd been sat at the back the entire time, and the remains of the other summoned creatures.
She waves her staff which throws many man-sized spears of ice to utterly decimate the Atronachs, leaving just her, Michael, and a bunch of zombies left in the area... That is, until a figure steps from the nearby cave with a look of utter fury on his face.
"YOU COLLEGE DOGS, YOU STEAL MY ARTIFACTS, KILL MY STUDENTS, AND FORCE ME TO THIS STATE!? I'LL TEAR OUT YOUR SOULS AND PUT THEM ON MY MANTLE!" Malyn screams, causing a few Apprentices to look at him in surprise, while a few had expected him to be responsible, many held too much respect for the master to make such dire assumptions... Fortunately for them, his attention was solely on Michael and Charlotte who'd just destroyed the forces he and his students had been building up.
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