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79.8% Unbound Familiar / Chapter 569: Vyrthur the Patient

章節 569: Vyrthur the Patient

"Yeah, that's gonna need some stitches." Michael mutters as he looks over Saeko, her limp awkwardly contorted body just laying there in the snow.

"Is there anything we can do to help her? I've never seen someone injured this badly before and survive..." Serana asks.

He nods, "Should be, it's easier since she's a Werewolf." he says, pulling a few health potions from his inventory, along with an ominous-looking ebony dagger.

"Make her drink these." he hands over the potions before grabbing her hand and placing the dagger into it.

"What's the dagger fo-" Serana asks while doing as she's told, only to pause when Michael forces Saeko's hand to stab him in the stomach. From the wound the blade grows red, causing small crimson lights to flow from him and into Saeko in much the same manner as a Drain Life spell. During all of this, Michael was also casting some healing spells, seemingly ignorant of the pain he should be experiencing.

"W-what?... Is that a vampiric weapon!?" she blurts out, accidentally spilling a bit of the healing potion onto Saeko's cheek.

"It's just the best way to get her back on her feet... Otherwise, we'd have to cut this adventure short, that or leave her at home... But I'm not risking myself doing that..."

"Why not!? She might not even wake up today!"

"Because I'll never hear the end of it if she misses the 'Boss Fight'."

Serana goes silent, leaving the duo with only the sound of the wind... Until the sound of Saeko's bones clicking and cracking as they force themselves back into place deafens them. Even for a vampire, it was grizzly business.

It takes around an hour for Saeko to completely heal, and ten minutes more to wake her up... This was thankfully made shorter by dunking her head in the ice water nearby. Of course, they'd had to spend an equally long time trying to stop her from cutting them up in response... Even if it did look slightly light she'd gotten off on the painful experience of almost dying...

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Arch-Curate Vyrthur was a vengeful man, one who could a grudge for however long it took to reach retribution... He was patient, scheming, smart, and confident, bordering on arrogant he admitted.

He was also passionate and dramatic, so when he heard the two dragons outside of his domain being slain, he knew his target was near. His etching of the prophecy into history was his greatest accomplishment yet, while he hadn't directly manipulated the Elder Scrolls, he'd manipulated the world which they were based on, forcing the false prophecy into reality.

The Tyranny of the Sun, his plot to get revenge on Auriel for damning him to this... Existence. He was infected with this blight by an Initiate from his Chantry, which should have been impossible on the face of it. But he'd had faith at the time, Vampirism was unheard of among any faithful of the Aedra, it was simply impossible to fall to it as long as the god disallowed it.

Which he why he was shocked to find, not a week later that he'd succumbed in the night and transformed fully, the rays of light that usually warmed his abode burning him with the intensity of fire.

Auriel had abandoned him, knowingly left him in this state despite his prayers to the contrary... HE WAS THE ARCH-CURATE! ONE OF AURIEL'S MOST FAITHFUL, AND THIS IS HIS REWARD!?

All those years slaving away to reach this position, to become one of the closest to his god, and yet he was thrown away like that!?

It didn't take a genius to realise that Auriel had plotted to put him in THIS state. No creature of the night could pass the trials, no creature of the night would ever be accepted by the Chantry, and no creature of the night could have reached him without Auriel's hand in it.

It'd taken millennia to overcome his weakness to the sun, thousands of years of constant, agonizing pain burning under the sun's tyranny. Yet he sat still, in his throne waiting for the Daughter of Coldharbour to arrive and realise his self-made prophecy.

He gives a fanged grin as he feels the approaching... They were nearing the Inner-Sanctum... He was so close he could taste it.

He'd dreamt of what he would say to them when they arrived. He dreamt of what he'd do...

*BAANG!*

The doors to his throneroom are blown open, allowing three figures to confidently stride inside.

Vyrthur stands from his frozen throne and holds his arms out, "Did you REALLY come here expecting to claim Auriel's bow!? You've done exactly as I'v-*GHUK!*" he's interrupted a person blurs forth and punches him so hard it launches him through his throne and through the wall behind that.

"FOO-"

*Thud!*

The mortal companion of his target punches him again with what felt like the force of Auriel himself, cracking the bones in his face, his teeth, and causing foul blood to spatter everywhere.

No matter, the mortal would regret this sneak attack, he'd just-

*Thud!*

"Another punch!?" Vyrthur mentally exclaimed as even more bones in his face crumbled. How surprising it was to face a mortal of such strength! Was this how they defeated the dragons!?

Regardless, he would still fall beneath his mig-

*THUD!*

His head flattens with the next punch, cutting Vyrthur's thoughts short as his brain struggles to repair itself.

"Uh, I might've hit him too hard..." the mortal mutters in... Embarrassment?

"Damn it Michael! I wanted to at least get a kick in on this piece of sunbleached shit!" the Daughter of Coldharbour angrily exclaims... Perhaps Vyrthur could use this to his advan-

"Oh, look he's not dead yet... Too bad for you, Serana has a LOT of pent-up emotions to vent."

Things weren't going as planned...

*THUD!*


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章節 570: Prophecy Pulped

"Tyranny of the Sun THIS!" Serana shouts as she kicks the prone and mangled Snow Elf for the nth time.

*THUD!*

"Ruin my family THIS!"

*THUD!*

"Lure my father THIS!"

*THUD!*

"Hurt my mother THIS!"

"You ruined my life you bastard! So I'm going to send you to Auriel in pieces!" she hisses furiously, scaring the Snow Elf judging by the widening of what was left of his eyes.

Michael crosses his arms at the side, "Man, this guy can take some punishment... I thought I went to hard splattering his head but... Are all vampires this durable?" he can't help but ask.

"Hah... Hah... Only the old ones, the older the vampire the stronger they ARE-" she stomps on the Snow Elf once more, shattering the half-healed spine. "Hah... This one has been sitting under the sun for however long, giving him incredible regenerative abilities... But not much ELSE!" she hits him again.

"That's interesting... So, vampires adapt to how they liv-*ahem*, exist, then? So, if a vampire spend thousands of years doing gymnastics..."

Serana gives a vicious smirk, emphasized by the blood covering her face, "Then we'd have the most stretchy vampire ever."

"Then, your father? Best vampire at sitting?" he jokes.

"Hahaha! Probably! I doubt he gets up to much else with his servants doing everything for him!" she glances to the slightly blushing Saeko, "Do you want in on this? I could use a break?"

"You've been beating that puddle of flesh for hours now, it stands to reason you'd want a breather..." she says and steps towards the reforming body, her gait morosely upbeat.

A mouth reforms... "*Blurbble*I-, am-, V-Vyyyrrrtthuuu-"

*Stomp!*

*Splatter!*

"Just as big of a disappointment as the game..." Michael can't help but remark before shaking his head and turning to Serana, "What about your mother then? She'd been trapped in the Soul Cairne doing god knows what for however long." he smiles mischievously, "Think she's been flicking the bean this who-"

*Thud*

He ducks out of the way as Serana sends another punch at him, "Gross! That's my mother, Michael!"

"That's not a no!"

"She's a vampire! She'd have better luck chewing her fingers off to feel something!"

"Alright, alright!" he capitulates and slows down, allowing one more punch before asking, "Seriously though, is she now an omega necromancer vampire or something?"

Serana sniffs, "Maybe? But since you've crippled any kind of summoning or Conjuration magic there's no point in hoping for anything... You should definitely stay away from her once we free her as well since you've pretty much ruined her life's work and ambition."

"Good advice. Don't be upset if I keep my distance then."

The pulping of Vyrthur continues for three or four more hours until Serana finally gets bored. His regeneration wasn't infinite, but she was managing the amount of damage she was dealing and how fast she was inflicting it.

Every minute the girls got more... Creative... He was their fleshy puddle of playdoh, and there was much they thought up on the spot. A woman scorned was dangerous, but if Serana was only scorned then Michael was the flying spaghetti monster...

Obviously, the Snow Elf soon began begging for death, something Michale was happy to grant.

"Let's put you out of your misery then." Michael remarks as he walks over to the vampire.

"Like a sickly dog, how does it feel to have your plans all fail at the last moment, cur? We'll dedicate your death, your wealth, everything you've left to Auriel." Serana growls.

"H-how do you know my ambitions... My revenge...?" Vyrthur asks from his knees as he heals, his body's regenerations slowing to the point that his skin looked more like slimy putty.

Michael smiles, "Auriel told me so." he says before wreathing Derflinger in flames, assisted by an altered Fire Breath shout from Derflinger, before shoving it into the vampire's chest and finally ending him.

...

Once Vyrthur's life comes to an end, the sound of scraping and mechanical churning could be heard as the magical doorway forms from the floor. Gelebor steps out of it, walking past the floating, glowing bow in the centre and greeting them with a deep bow.

"So, you've solved what ails my brother... You have my eternal gratitude."

"I hate to break it to you, but your brother was a vampire..." he shakes his head, "I'll leave Serana to explain it to you." he says, not wanting to go through what was basically the same conversation you'd have in the game. He walks past the elf and takes Auriel's Bow in hand, weighing it and looking it over with an analytical eye.

Thankfully, it seemed far better than what the game suggested... It was far above any ebony bow he'd come across, and any daedric bow for that matter. It was a divine Aedric artifact so that only made sense of course.

It felt more powerful than most of the daedric artifacts too, which isn't a surprise considering how few Aedric Artifacts there actually were in comparison. The only one that maybe could match it was actually the Skeleton Key... Or Barbas, if you could consider him an artifact?

He pulls the string of the bow and gapes as it begins glowing, a bright white magical arrow knocking."Now, how do I undo this...?" he asks while pulling the string back and forth...

"So my brother... Plotted every-" Gelebor quietly starts but is interrupted as white projectile shoots past his shoulder and hits a nearby wall before exploding in a bright flash of light. At this, Serana visibly winces in pain with her pale skin reddening.

...

They all look at Michael with dull faces.

"Sorry? Just testing it out... It doesn't exactly come with an instruction manual." he retorts.

Gelebor lets out a sigh and shakes is head, "Do not play with it. It is an artifact created by Auriel himself, and could bring about our world's doom if misused!"

"Does shooting bandits in the face count as misuse?"

Gelebor rubs his twitching face in sheer exasperation, "Thousands of years and this is the claimant, Auriel guide me."


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