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Capítulo 559: Bloody Date

"Michael... When you offered to take me out, I thought it was for a date or something..." Saeko sighs as she's led up a seemingly random mountain pass.

"I mean, you can count this as a date? Besides, I thought you'd like to hunt some vampires, you know, being a Werewolf and all..." he shrugs.

"You're not going to let that go, are you?"

"No... You do realise Hircine now has a stake on your soul, right? There's no heaven for you anymore, only living as some douche-bag god's dog..."

She shakes her head, "And do you realise that I can cure myself by burning the Glenmoril Witch's head?"

...

"Oh yeah, kinda forgot about that. Kodlak's cured himself then?"

She nods, "He has, along with Vilkas. Farkas is also thinking about it but isn't in any rush. Shakeesh doesn't care either way... I think he expects himself to live forever or something?"

"How's your 'Affliction' treating you then? Feel any different?"

"Well... I've grown more hair in, some places..." she shakes her head, "My senses are better, and I'm far stronger than before. Transforming and hunting is fun, and I'm slowly learning to control it... I have had some other problems though, remember Surtr? Well, I can smell him lusting for me even in the outskirts around Whiterun..."

"Huh..."

"I rejected him of course, but. He didn't take it well. I suspect all the fame is getting to his head."

"I'm not surprised to be honest, it's not the first time a Dragonborn has become an ass hole." he mutters, recalling the First Dragonborn called Miraak that he'd learned about while going back through the game with Megumin.

To be honest, he felt kinda bad about being directly responsible for his permanent imprisonment. He was stuck with the tentacle otaku god now that Nirn and Oblivion was separated...

"There was another?"

Michael nods, "Yeah, guy tried to enslave, well, everyone..."

...

"Hey, if we're hunting vampires why are we not headed to Fort Dawnguard to meet up with the vampire hunters?" Saeko inquires.

"Because I'm trying to nip the problem in the bud here and now. The reason the vampires are going mad is because they're searching for a hidden tomb that holds a sleeping vampire, who also happens to have an Elder Scrool."

"Are you going to kill her?"

"Err, not exactly? She's like the... Zuko? Yeah, she's the Zuko of this situation." he states, thinking of a character they both knew. As a man of culture, he'd made sure to educate everyone on the elegance of the Avatar...

Saeko frowns, "So not only is this not a date, but you're taking me to help you pick up another woman..."

Michael nods, "Yeah, that's the gist of it. You're not going to complain now, are you? A girl attempting to seduce Tiffania's honest man?"

Saeko's brow twitches, "No. But we'll see what this 'vampire' has to say when I have a moment to speak with her."

"As long as you tell the truth and nothing but the truth!... If you wanna play me up a bit though, I wouldn't say no..."

"In your dreams."

The conversation ends and the two continue climbing the path, eventually stopping when they spot a group of robed people guarding the entrance of Dimhollow Crypt.

Saeko sniffs the air, "Vampires, and at mid-day too? They're getting cockier."

Michael shakes his head, "Their boss probably forced them to go as soon as they heard word of the Crypt, under the sun or not... How'd you wanna do this? It's your date after all."

She grips the handle of her dragon bone and ebony Katana, "Let me start with Kakonoitami, see if they're worth getting excited over." she states with a steadily growing grin.

"You named it?"

"Of course, any good blade deserves a name. Now watch." she says as she sprints out of the cover they were hiding behind, her rapid steps soundlessly kicking up dust as she moves in to attack.

"See partner, that's a woman who appreciates her blades." Derflinger remarks from his hip.

"She's about to start chopping up walking corpses, are you really going to start complaining?" he retorts, silencing his blade.

The group of vampires are taken off guard as the purple-haired Ansei charges them as they'd not expected to be attacked, a few draw their weapons while others try to prepare some spells, but they were unable to as Saeko was already upon them.

"FIGHT ME! SUEKUE!" she shouts, her form blurring as she steps into the center of the enemy's hastily made formation.

*SLIIK!*

Blood spatters from the front most vampire, the man's eyes widening as his head falls from his neck. He lets out a silent scream as his body blackens and turns to dust.

*CLANK!*

Three vampires try to strike her down with their weapons, but their vampiric speed proves useless as she easily deflects them.

*SLICE!*

Another goes does, but her second target bursts into a cloud of bats as she goes to take his head.

*Hrrg!* she grunts as two vampires simultaneously cast life drain at her, the spell was all but undodgeable at such closer ranges, but luckily it wasn't anywhere near strong enough to put her down... All they'd done was draw her attention.

The vampires run behind a nearby tree for cover but Saeko ignores it and slashes anyway, "GAHEIL!" she shouts the technique as her sword cuts cleanly through both the large tree and the two vampires, killing them.

She turns a blood-thirsty gaze to the remaining foes and grins at them, "Who's next!?"

...

A minute later Michael walks over with while eyeing the piles of ash-covered clothes and a flushed-faced Saeko... She wasn't tired, but that only made him warier to approach, surely there was a written rule somewhere to not approach horny sadistic Werewolves?

"Enjoy yourself?"

She nods and flicks her blade clean before sheathing it, "Always. It's a shame they don't really match the legends..."

He scoffs, "You're the Ansei here, you've got no ground to stand on when talking about 'legends'."


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Capítulo 560: Wolf-Fight

Inside the Crypt the duo ran into many more vampires. It seemed that the ones Saeko killed earlier were messengers or something along those lines, as they'd already begun setting up defences inside the place.

They were defeated pretty easily however, even without Saeko present to slaughter the unfortunate blood-suckers, Michael was able to handily defeat these creatures even when he'd just arrived in Tamriel... Now it wasn't even a fair fight, their unnatural speed looked like slow-motion in his eyes, and their spells only served to feed Derflinger.

The only negative to all of this was the fact that he couldn't absorb any souls from them since Molag Bal held them tightly. Still, his experience gain was another matter entirely, an army of vampires granted far more than an army of mortals.

The raid might have been more difficult if the vampires could summon being from Oblivion but, the Veil of Akatosh prevented any notion of that.

A couple hundred thralls, lesser and higher vampires later Michael and Saeko finally stepped out into a large cavern overlooking the area where Serana's tomb should be.

"Head's up, vampires below us." Saeko states, gesturing to the platform below them where a group of the red-eyed creatures seemed to be discussing something.

"I'm telling you, Vivente! The lock won't accept anyone with the gift of Molag Bal!" a vampire growls as he throws his hands up in exasperation.

"Then drag a mortal here at once!"

"We tried that already! They have to give their blood willingly and uncoerced! Even our thralls are unable to open it! Lady Valerica has clearly planned this thoroughly!"

"Then what is your recommendation then, Thaleric?"

"Draw the vampire hunters here and have them stumble into it! That would surely work! I suggest we burn that Hall of the Vigilant and await their arrival!"

...

"Very well, go forth and-"

*SLIIIICK!*

The vampire's words are cut off as his head drops to the floor independently of his body. "Go forth and prosper!" Michael jokes as he kicks the corpse over and readies Derflinger.

"What kind of battle cry is that, partner!? We're killing them, not wishing them well!" the sentient sword confusedly exclaims.

He shrugs, "Semantics, they're vampires, killing them is wishing them well."

"HOW DARE YOU-" Thaleric the now headless vampire starts as Saeko appears behind him. Yeah, these vampire's stood no chance.

"That all of them deal with?" he inquires and she nods.

"Maybe we should move to another world? Other than the Dragons and Daedric Princes I think we're running out of opponents..." she offers.

"Nah... I've put too much work into making this place livable, maybe we'll visit some place for a vacation, but not permanently." he says before making his way across the bridge and towards the blood-covered pedestal.

"So... You put your hand there and a spike comes out?"

Michael nods, "Yeah, let's just hope the vampire that used it before didn't have Herpes or something... If I can even contract diseases anymore...?"

*Shiik!*

The spike pierces his hand and the pedestal glows brightly, signalling its activation. A stupidly easy puzzle later, and Serana's tomb was rising from the ground. Its lid lowered, revealing the pale-skinned beauty within, along with the Elder Scroll on her back.

"Ugh..." she groans and palms her face as she awakens from her 'rather long' nap.

Michael extends his hand and telekinetically wrenches the Elder Scroll from her back, the powerful golden artifact slipping into his grasp as Serana scrambles to recover from her stasis. "I'll be keeping hold of this for now." he states and is somewhat surprised as it slides into his inventory with no problems.

From what he knew, these things were essentially the 'Akashic Records' of Aurbis, though, this was only a personal conjecture from everything he'd learned thus far. His ability to store it meant that either they weren't as powerful as he thought, or the Dead God was far stronger than expected.

Serana shakes her head before grabbing the side of her tomb and pulling herself out, stumbling towards Michael with a fierce glare, "Give that back, NOW!"

"Give what back?" he asks, raising his hands to show his empty palms.

"... The scroll, it's not yours to take! Give. It. Back!" she growls and attempts to grab Michael but has her wrist locked in place by Saeko.

"Speaking of touching what's not yours... Keep your hands off of my man." she threatens.

"Your man? Pretty sure we haven't sealed the deal yet..." Michael teases and takes great satisfaction in her struggling not to react.

Serana ignores the byplay however, "You don't understand! You need to give it back!" she growls as spells light up in her hands.

Saeko readies her own weapon, "Try it."

"Serana, yes I know your name, we're actually here to help, so why don't you calm your tits so we can discuss your evil-bat-daddy?"

"Don't speak of him like that!" she exclaims, firing a lightning bolt at him, which he deftly intercepts with Derflinger.

"That's it, that arm, I'm taking!" Saeko states as she dashes forwards with Sukue, slashing down on Serana's extended hand.

*SLICE!*

The arm is cut from her mid-bicep and flies off somewhere as Serana lets out a shriek of pain, and in retaliation, she fires yet another lightning bolt, this time at Saeko.

*CRAC-KOW!*

"Shunt!" Saeko intones, slashes her blade to the side which causes the spell to hit the ground some distance away. When she looks back up however she spots Serana's rapidly regrowing arm... "What...?" none of the other vampires were able to do that!?

Serana transforms into a flock of bats and reappears on the other side of the platform to gain some distance from Saeko. She then casts some Conjuration spells at the floor to summon some minions to draw the swordsman's attention... Only to pause at nothing happening. "W-what?"

"Ah, sorry I forgot to mention! Conjuration is worthless now!" Michael shouts over to her, wondering if he should stop the battle or not... Eh, no self-respecting man would ever stop a catfight, right? All he needed now was bikinis and a shit ton of mud.


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