บท 523: FIRIN MAH-
*BZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZSSSSHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHKKKKKKKSHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!*
A humungous blue laser fires from the top of the Spire and sweeps across the now charging vanguard of the Imperial forces, turning everyone struck to ash on contact with the eye-searing light. (Imagine everyone hit as Rorschach)
Once the laser does its first sweep, it does another, aiming for those behind the vanguard... And then those behind that, and so on. It's on the second sweep that the Imperials realise just how fucked they are, and begin fleeing in the opposite direction despite all the attempts of Rikke to keep them fighting.
Indeed, Rikke couldn't fault them for fleeing however, from what she could see there was literally no way to win this now that this weapon had been revealed... Due to the Spire's height, it had an aerial view over the entire battlefield... Everyone was at risk, and everyone would die if they attempted to fight against it.
Even she, an honourable Legate of the Imperial Legion, fled in the face of this weapon.
Vrijeme was no different, boosting his Temporal Pace to the max and vanishing from where he was standing. The magical energy released by the laser alone was enough to fry his brain if he got close enough, let alone the damage the actual laser would cause. This thing was an ultimate weapon, and he hazards to guess that even gods should be wary of it.
A mage killer, army killer, and god killer rolled up into one ridiculously powerful weapon.
Michael smirks as the laser follows the fleeing Imperials like the beam released from the Eye of Sauron. "Go on! Run you daft cunts! Try invade my fucking city again!" he cackles, loud enough for the retreating men to hear him over the sounds of their friend's wails of death.
"You've got problems, Partner..."
"Shut up, sword..." he replies, idly wondering if he'd get exp from everyone the Spire kills... He wasn't receiving any souls so, probably not? Which meant he should keep any dragons away, or risk losing their souls.
A few Winterhold soldiers wanted to chase after the Imperials to get a bit of revenge, but those thoughts were dashed as the laser continued frying people from above their heads...
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With the battle concluded, the survivors got the work, first burying the dead and then overseeing the damage caused to Winterhold and the College. The Thalmor infiltrators had burned a good portion of the town, with the exception of the few Eredar properties that had been protected due to them being made from stone and enhanced with enchanted gems.
The College itself was actually on its last legs... A good portion of it had been damaged by the Thalmor naval forces, but that wasn't even mentioning the damage to the foundation's structural integrity... Even now bits and pieces were dropping off from it, as if whatever protections that were still holding it up had been used up.
Once the Arch-Mage regained consciousness, he'd actually forbid any of the Masters or Apprentices from accessing the College for fear of it suddenly collapsing. During this, Michael too the opportunity to tease the Dunmer for his loss, something Savos took in stride... While also tossing the occasional prank spell his way.
Jarl Korir hired any willing hand to help dig up the remnants of the Thalmor navy for parts and whatever else they'd sunk with... In particular, were the Fire Salts the Thalmor were using to fire their cannons, they'd last underwater for a while on their own, and a much larger length of time if in a sealed container like a barrel. A good amount of Fire Salt alone would completely fund the repairs for the city.
The fact that the Thalmor had sent a navy to flank them during the battle had sent a few citizens into a frothing rage, they were, of course, restrained and had Calm spells cast at them to chill out and stop them from trying to swim to the Summerset Isles in their anger.
Speaking of anger, Michael soon discovered that Charlotte had been attempting to assault his Spire, along with Illococoo being injured in the process... Tiffania had to stop him from using the Vessel of the Hunt and tracking her down, as it would impede his preprepared plans.
There was another issue too... Apparently, Umnii had gotten kidnapped by the Thalmor. Tiffania and the others had first heard of it, and after asking the Eredar, they couldn't find her either, confirming it.
So, a day after the battle, Michael headed out again, using the Vessel of the Hunt to track down Umnii and her Thalmor captors...
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After the battle, Ulfric actually had a group of Stormcloaks waiting behind the Imperial army. Which, once they fled, ran straight into the arms of their angry Nord friends, who killed everyone who refused to surrender.
Legate Rikke was captured along with many of her men and dragged to Windhelm to be interrogated and imprisoned. With so many Imperial soldiers dead, the rebels were actually in a prime position to press their advantage.
They swept forwards and retook Dawnstar, killing any defenders there and reinstating Stormcloak rule. That wasn't all however, as they continued and sent a force to probe Morthal's defences, the 'Swamp Province' as some called it, wasn't all that greatly defended, but the swamp itself would make getting a large force through difficult.
General Tullius had also sent half of Solitude's forces to reinforce Morthal after hearing of their failure to take Winterhold. He'd also sent a request for aid to Cyrodil but, any troops that were sent would take a while to arrive...
As for Jarl Elisif's reaction to all of this? Well, let's just say that any glassware the Blue Palace had was reduced by around eighty percent. Incidentally, the number of injured servants had also increased proportionally to that... What a surprise.
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บท 524: Half of Twilight
Saeko and the Companions had been busy away from the Civil War, scouring Silver Hand fortresses in search of the Shards of Wuuthrad. The Silver Hand had actually thought that placing the shards in many different locations would aid in keeping them... A mistake considering that the Companions almost had enough to reconstruct the axe.
They'd recovered more shards than they'd originally had, making this conflict more than beneficially for the guild.
The Silver Hand themselves were in panic mode, they'd never expected to lose so much ground so quickly. Even their Thalmor ally turned out to be useless, especially as they were also at a loss due to the destruction of a large portion of the Aldmeri Dominion navy.
The Aldmeri Dominion held their people in Skyrim partially responsible for the destruction of the fleet simply due to them not warning their leaders of the presence of incredibly powerful ghost ships...
Regardless, the Companions search would soon come to an end as they approached the last Silver Hand fortress, one where Krev the Skinner was supposedly hiding.
Saeko and the Companions kneel behind a treeline overlooking the Silverhand base, they'd already picked out the vulnerable spots, targets, and less than enthusiastic guards.
"So, are you all going to go..." Saeko pauses, circling her own face with a finger, "Wolf mode, this time?"
Aela nods, "Of course, when else would we get the opportunity... Regular folks wouldn't understand it, the feeling of the hunt... The excitement..." she says with a misty look in her eye.
"There's nothing like it." Skjor adds in agreement.
Vilkas shakes his head, "You're right, there's nothing like wanting the taste of blood at all times of the day... Stop promoting our curse to our friend, or I'll have Kodlak speak with you once we return to Whiterun."
"He didn't seem to care when we had Shakeesh join us." Aela sourly remarks.
"Maybe because it was already too late to stop it? You two may enjoy our 'condition', by pulling others into it without telling them everything is the worst thing you can do." Vilkas grouses, the topic clearly angering him.
Aela sniffs, "A true hunter would appreciate it for what it is. More strength, more speed, more vitality, immunity to poison and disease, and the ability to shift into a stronger form."
"And damning yourself to Hircine's realm, along with the neverending lust for blood and battle." Vilkas dismissively adds.
As they argue, Saeko listens in with interest, finding herself drawn towards the 'curse'... Her only real weakness now was her mortal body, any increase to her strength would drastically improve her combat abilities... Strength and speed were like base numbers and her techniques multiplications for those...
She shakes her head, deciding to think on it more later, "Quiet, we're about to invade a heavily armoured fortress if you've forgotten?"
Aela bites her retort, "Aye... We already know the plan, let's kill this 'Skinner' and recover the rest of the shards." she says, her body steaming as she morphs into her Werewolf form.
Vilkas sighs, "Let's just get it over with..."
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Thirty minutes later :
"Hahaha! You damn dogs think you can come here into my fortress, kill my people, and get out of it alive!?" Krev the Skinner exclaims as Saeko and the other Companions charge into the large hall.
The place was decorated from floor to ceiling in Werewolf pelts, it wasn't as horrific as say, human skin, but it was still disturbing enough with how it was present... Most of the pelts hadn't been cleaned properly, leaving them half-rotten and stinking like old carcasses.
The black stains made it apparent that the crazy Nord hadn't even waited for his prey to die before skinning them. Which would explain why some were so messily done, a squirming Werewolf wasn't a calm portrait...
Krev points to Saeko with a mad gleam in his eye, "And you, wolf-fucker, will serve as my bed warmer until you brea-"
*Slash!*
*Thud!*
*Clink.*
Saeko sheathes her sword, ignoring the fearful looks from the other Silver Hand members who hadn't expected their leader to be cut down in an instant. "Why is every Silver Hand wanting to assault me..." she mutters in exasperation.
"Because you're good meat." Aela in her Werewolf form states with a chuff.
...
Saeko shakes her head and slams her fist into the face of a sneaking Silver Hand member, knocking him out cold. "You guys can deal with the rest of them, I'll find the shards."
Everyone gets to work at their respective duties, Saeko eventually finding the shards hidden in a rotting Werewolf carcass in the fortress' prison, while the others eradicate any remaining member of the accursed Werewolf hunters.
Surprisingly, they do find a peculiar trio trying to make a break for the back exit of the fort... Thalmor.
"Wait, wait, wait! We had nothing to do with anything and no one! Leave us be and you'll never see us again, I swear it on my mother's soul!" one of the hooded men exclaims as Saeko closes in on them.
"'Nothing to do with no one' is a double negative, which means you had something to do with someone... Either you have a poor grasp of the language, you're stupid, or fear's made you so." she remarks as she approaches. "So which is it?"
...
"We're stupid?"
"Right answer, but not the one I'm looking for." she coldly says, flicking her blade out and cutting the legs off of the men. She then grabs a nearby torch and cauterizes the wounds... One of them dies from shock, but the other two live yet... Unfortunately for them.
She glances over her shoulder at Vilkas who was observing things, "Do we have room in Jorrvaskr for a prisoner?"
Vilkas nods, "Aye, I'm sure Kodlak wouldn't disagree with it either."
She smiles, "Good."
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