Capítulo 440: Final Showdown!
*CRACKOW!*
The assassin dodges yet another Laguna Blade...
"Alright, enough of this." he growls, Blinking forwards and trying to stab the figure... Only for them to dodge his attack by the skin of their teeth.
Finally losing his temper, Michael just tackles the person off of the cliff... But ends up going through them since they were an illusion... "Oh you mother fucker!" he exclaims as he looks back at the two assassins watching him as he falls.
What the Champion of Mephala wasn't expecting was for him to suddenly sprout icy ephemeral wings and begin to fly back up to them... Only for a portal to interrupt their fight, Michael ends up flying headfirst into it before crashing into the floor of somewhere unfamiliar.
He gets up with a groan, dispelling his wings as he looks around, finding himself standing in a large rocky clearing with five other Champions. Hircine was standing in the middle of it, looking far taller than usual at 15ft tall. "As saddening as it is, it's time for this Hunt to come to an end. Your Patrons and I have decided that having you fight to the death here is far better entertainment than the alternative." he says, not mentioning the fact that holding back the Aedric fellows from ending the night of the Blood Moon early was straining him slightly.
The Daedric Lord of the Hunt doesn't even look in Michael direction as he begins fading away, "Now get on with it, let's see who's the most worthy one here!"
Michael lets out a cold breath before turning towards the Morag Tong assassin. "You aren't going to get away this time, you slippery prick!" he says, though, he wasn't feeling as angry as earlier...
He knew Charlotte was not far from him, he still hadn't decided how to go about dealing with her... He could whisk her away to another world until he could deal with Clavicus Vile, but her soul would still probably be stuck with him. There was a high possibility of him just being stuck with her soulless body...
He couldn't really challenge Clavicus either, as he was nowhere near strong enough. Making a deal was also out of the question, as he didn't think himself more cunning than a Daedric Prince.
Shaking his head, he Blink Strikes over to the Morag Tong assassin and brings his ebony sword down on them... Only for it to go through them as it was yet another illusion. A glass dagger strikes at his neck, but he uses Tricks of the Trade to disappear and cover the area with teh spell, allowing him to slash the Morag Tong assassin twice.
He'd, unfortunately, had to disable Tidebringer due to the risk of accidentally striking Charlotte with the aoe attack, but he'd still done a good amount of damage to the assassin anyway.
Their Chitin armour proves it weaknesses as his ebony sword cuts into it, cracking the armour as long jagged lines form in it. They eventually escape Tricks of the Trade, but the damage was already done...
The assassin, whether in a panic or not, raises their hand and summons many illusions around Michael... He quickly notes that while most were bleeding, none but one were dripping blood onto the floor.
"Gotcha." he smirks, Blink Striking behind them and shoving the blade through their back... But again, it's just another illusion! The glass dagger attacks again, but as he goes to block it the blade passes through it, an illusion...
Another dagger strikes at his armoured stomach, but he actually feels the impact of it this time. The assassin had tried to slip their poisoned blade into the gap of his robes, only to be warded off by the ebony scale mail. This allows Michael to use Silent Terror on them, along with casting Last Word, which illuminates them and makes it readily apparent which is the real one.
The assassin panics when they notice their visibility, along with their inability to cast any spells, they try to retreat but find their legs not working as Michael had already cut through them, causing them to drop to the ground in silent agony.
They manage to retrieve a smoke bomb from their pouch, but Michael just cuts their arm off as well, leaving the assassin with but one limb left... They raise it above them in terror, but Michael ignores it as he brings his blade down. "Not good enough!"
*Splash!*
With Mephala's Champion dead, he looks away to see what the others were doing... The Champions of Vaermina and Mehrune's Dagon were both trying to fight Charlotte, but her ice magic was proving difficult for them to do anything against... They lacked the magical immunity that Karakis possessed, and their abilities weren't all that useful against her anyway.
The Champion of Sanguine was observing them nearby, seemingly waiting for his chance to jump in and clear up the competition. He would be Michael's next target.
He Blinks over to the Champion but is already noticed. "Hah! Thanks for killing the thief for me! I was going to get payback myself but, you know how it goes." he remarks while channelling magic into Sanguine's Rose, causing many heavily armoured Dremora to appear around him. "Servants! Tear this one's spine out for me!"
"AT ONCE! DEATH MORTAL! RAAAAGH!" the Dremora all roar as they begin charging at Michael... Who casually just Blink Strikes to the Champion and cuts his head off, the mage completely unable to do anything against the sudden attack.
With the Champion's death, all of the Dremora dissipate, leaving only Michael, Charlotte, Erandur, and Silus left in the competition.
"Alright, time to finish this... And have a heart to heart with my midget friend..." Michael mutters, dreading the conversation more than the battle itself...
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