Michael looks to Charlotte who'd already readied herself for combat, "You wanna go first? I know you've been a bit stressed lately..."
She just gives him a small nod and steps forwards, turning her staff in her hands as the wind around her picks up. All the while, Malyn was casting spells of his own... Some kind of armour spell judging by how his skin and the fabric of his clothes shimmer, a flame cloak, and a couple others that the duo had no idea about.
After all that, he summons a heavily armoured Dremora which immediately charges them, but that's not all... He throws his hands towards the other Apprentices that were cleaning up the remaining zombies... Two spells each explode into different coloured lights that envelope at least fifteen people.
Some immediately start running away from the battle, while others start attacking one another in a rage. The worst thing was the fact that the zombies hadn't yet all been dealt with, causing chaos to run through the College's side.
Malyn would've started laughing at this point, but Charlotte's own spell had finally finished...
"Ice Storm." she chants, using the magic of her homeworld. Winds billow out from where she was standing, uplifting the snow and ice from the ground in the area and throwing them high into the sky. Additional ice forms in the air, and after a moment, it all streams towards where Malyn was stood.
Like sentient shards of glass, they swarm towards him, first blowing past the Dremora and utterly ruining its unarmoured face, and then moving on to Malyn who'd hastily started preparing countermeasures.
The man was a low tier expert with Destruction magic, so he could tell a ward spell wouldn't block whatever spell Charlotte had just cast. While it might block the ice that she herself had created for the attack, the ice uplifted from the ground wouldn't be touched by a solely magical ward.
Thus, he decided to use his comparatively low skill with Alteration to try to combat it. A grey spell forms in his palm as he throws it to the ground in front of him,
*Shha-KANG!*
Jagged rocks raise themselves from the ground, forming a makeshift barrier in front of the Dunmer mage, just in time too as the storm of ice shards impact it. Just as the environmental ice wasn't affected by wards, it wasn't strengthened by magic either, leaving it as brittle as regular ice usually was.
*CrRrRrRrRrRrRRRR!*
It doesn't take long for all the ice in the spell to be used up, and while the wind was still turbulent, it wasn't a threat to Malyn any longer. The Dunmer knew then and steps out from behind his cover with new spells at the ready.
"Impressive! FOR AN AMATEUR!" he roars, ignoring the fact that he himself wasn't capable of such an elaborate spell.
Like an overpowered flamethrower, two streams of incredibly hot fire shoot from Malyn's palms directly at Charlotte, she swipes her staff to the side which raises two tall walls of ice and taps it on the ground afterwards to send one of them shooting at the mage.
In response, Malyn summons two larger than average Frost Atronachs to catch it, but Charlotte just turns the wall to water, causing it to bypass the Atronachs and splash against Malyn. Another tap of her staff later, the mage is frozen completely in a layer of ice.
"N-NO! GE-T OFF OF MEEEEE!" Malyn roars, unconsciously activating the Dunmer's racial ability Ancestors Wrath and causing fire to chaotically begin swirling around him, inadvertently destroying his own Atronachs in the process. "I'LL USE YOUR SCORCHED FLESH FOR MY NEXT UNDEAD, YOU SNIVELLING CRET-GHUIIK!" he starts but is silenced when an ice spear blows through his chest, leaving a hole the same size as Malyn's head where his heart should be...
"N-no... M-my ambi-tions!..." he chokes out before falling face-first onto the ground, he could barely move his body, but had just enough strength left to retrieve a black soul gem from his pouch, and cast soul trap on himself... Sealing his soul inside.
"Huh, nice job." Michael says, giving Charlotte a pat on her shoulder, "You made that look pretty easy..."
She shrugs, "Home mages are stronger...?" she states unsurely, questioning him and herself on whether or not that's true.
To be frank, while Skyrim's magic has more flexibility and potential, Halkeginia's magic is easier to learn and become proficient in.
While everything was in Charlotte's favour, from the weather, Malyn's state of mind, condition and magical reserves, and focus, she still should not have won so easily. Malyn had studied magic for hundreds of years, yet he'd been fairly easily bested.
Charlotte might be a genius, but clearly, there was a disparity with the magic each world used. Sure, Tamriel made up for it by having overall sturdier physiques and such, but it was still hard to wrap your head around.
Despite all of this though, Michael was sure that any legendary mage in Tamriel would destroy a legendary mage in Halkeginia. The scales were just too different, especially when you consider that Tamirel had actual gods to deal with, compared to the quiet being known as 'Brimir'.
"Maybe, we'll see if that's true once we master everything, right?" he replies while brushing some snow from his robes, "Oh, free soul gem." he jokes, taking the filled black soul gem from Malyn's corpse.
"Funny." she deadpans and goes to see how much damage was done by the beserk Apprentices. The others should have subdued them while she was fighting Malyn, but you couldn't trust strangers to be competent, only hope that they weren't completely stupid.
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In the end, there were only two 'permanent' casualties on the College's side. With everyone sitting behind Atronachs and throwing spells at random, only the truly unlucky were actually injured. One guy had his hand crippled by a berserk Apprentice's shock spell, and another lost three fingers to frostbite... He hadn't been hit by any spells, he'd just forgotten to wear proper clothing...
Of course, Michael took the responsibility of investigating Malyn's cave... Also taking the responsibility of 'recovering' the many resources that'd been left behind there. Now in his inventory, he had enough shit to make a hundred or so Atronachs, not to mention the many, many alchemy materials he'd gift to the girls once they got back.
He did hand the other Apprentice Malyn's research papers so that they could show it to the Arch-Mage as evidence. Which was good enough recompense considering that Michael had also stolen all the enchanting tables that Malyn had.
All in all, it was a good haul. Plus, no one had died, so that's something... Michael did wonder what happened to Nelacar, he'd left the College with Malyn, but hadn't been here. He reckoned that the guy had been sacrificed or something
The one thing that did bother him was the response that Illococoo had gotten when she'd revealed her Thu'um... The Nords had started calling her 'Dragon Tongue', while some of the other races had named her 'The Noisy One'. Hopefully, no one would stumble onto the truth... He had no doubt that the mages in the College would break whatever rules they could to dissect the 'last living dragon'.
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Name : Michael Tahlin
Rank : Hero
Stats :
Strength : 28 > 29
Agility : 47.2 > 49.6
Intelligence : 35 > 37
Birthsign : The Mage
Abilities :
[The Mage] : Enables user to learn all magic-based skills 20% faster.
[Gandalfr] : Enables user to utilise any weapon at two ranks above their current proficiency while granting them the knowledge necessary to use them. While wielding a weapon, temporarily gain +100% in all stats.
[Language Comprehension] : Enables user to understand all spoken tongues, and increase the rate of which they learn reading and writing.
[Basic Mana Manipulation] > [Novice Mana Manipulation] : Allows user more control over his magic, spells, and some abilities. Mana efficiency and control of power is increased.
[Pain Tolerence] : Allows user to endure great amounts of pain with little to no negative effects as a result.
[Apprentice basic Swordsmanship(Two handed swords/One handed swords)] : Determines how skilful the user is when handling swords.
[Apprentice basic Dagger techniques(Single edge, curved, straight, double edge.)] : Determines how skilful the user is when handling daggers.
Affinities :
[Lesser Water Affinity], [Fire Affinity], [Lesser Lightning Afffinity], [Lesser Darkness Affinity]
Spirits :
Commoner Tier :
Shadow Shaman : MAX
Slark : Lvl MAX
Riki : Lvl MAX
Hero Tier :
Anti-Mage : MAX
Lina : Lvl 10 > 14
Magic :
Tamrielic
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Spirit : Lina
Level : 10 > 14
Abilities :
Convection (Rank 1) : Allows user to float half a meter in the air by channelling a small continuous amount of mana. The height the user can levitate can be increased by using a substantially higher amount of mana. The highest speed the user can reach while using this is half of their regular movement speed.
Dragon Slave (Rank 4) : User fires a wave of scorching flames that mimic the shape of a dragon.
Light Strike Array (Rank 3) : User channels the sun's energies into a focal point that blasts an area with solar fire. Stuns, damages, and blinds enemies caught in it, vampires also take double damage. Cannot be used without sunlight or another energy source.
Fiery Soul (Rank 4) : Flames enhance user after every spell cast, granting them extra movement speed and attack speed. This bonus stacks with every spell cast, once enough stacks have been gathered, enemies in an area around user will take continuous fire damage. Can be turned off.
Laguna Blade (Rank 2) : User fires a powerful bolt of lightning at a single enemy. No cooldown but expends a large amount of mana.
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The exp he'd gained wasn't bad either, especially considering that Charlotte had been the one to kill Malyn. The worth of an Atronach was suspect though, a Frost Atronach would be akin to a young elephant in strength... Did the person who originally summoned it determine how much exp it granted? Was it how many resources were used to construct its body in this plane? Or was it down to the strength of its soul that'd been pulled over from Oblivion?
Most importantly, could he gain exp from his own summons? Yeah, he'd have to try it once he was able to Conjure some creatures.
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If the Apprentices thought that they'd be welcomed back like heroes from war, they were sadly mistaken. No one came to greet them as they returned to Winterhold, no one aside from the Jarl who looked just as angry as he did when he confronted the Arch-Mage...
"Well!? You sorry lot better have word, or I'll-"
"Respectfully, you'll do what, Jarl? The Arch-Mage is our only considered authority." Michael interjects, having been pushed to the front of the group by the other Apprentices, hoping to see him get chewed out by the Jarl at their expense. "We may have accepted the task you commissioned, but you hold nothing over us. You are just the ruler of something that couldn't even be called a village. If not for the College, you'd be on the streets of Riften, homeless." he states, causing a silence was over the area...
The Jarl stares at Michael for a bit, his previously angry expression calming and moving into 'mild irritation', "So, some mages do have spines. I'd expected you to shit yourself and beg for forgiveness at failing the task." he says with crossed arms... Was this a Nord thing? Facing off and playing chicken to see who'd break first?
Michael ignores all this for now and instead tilts his head, "Failed the task? Where'd you hear that? We found the dead and killed the mage who raised them. That's what you asked for, right?"
"Yes, and no. I wanted the bodies recovered so they could be laid to rest again." the Jarl retorts.
Michael shrugs, "Well, have someone go wheel the dead back here then. You'll find them on the other side of the mountain fifteen miles from here. Er, some of the corpses may not be... In a recoverable state."
"Recoverable state?" the Jarl parrots, clearly not understanding what he meant.
"Like, blown to pieces... Or burned, or squashed, or frozen... That sort of thing." Michael explains, inwardly grimacing at the steadily growing anger on the Jarl's face. Seems he was on a hair-trigger or something, quick to calm and anger...
"Y-you desecrated the dead!?"
"My Jarl, surely you didn't expect us to bring back the undead unharmed? We'd have been torn apart if we tried!" Borvir says.
The Jarl shakes his head, "I expected them to be cut down! Not blown into unrecognisable chunks! My ancestors are among those bodies!"
Michael gives another uncaring shrug, "Don't hire bomb makers to clean a house if you want a house to return to. Most of us are mages, I.E, people who specialize in explosions. Now, if you don't mind we need to report to the Arch-Mage." he says, giving a nod and walking past, followed by the other Apprentices.
Once they reach the bridge that leads to the College, Michael looks over his shoulder at the group, "No one tell the Jarl that it was one of ours that stole the bodies..."
Borvir laughs, "Yeah, he'd probably bring a pickaxe to take down the College himself..." he says, causing a few to laugh at the thought.
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