Skyrim/Aveloth - [ Private - SlayerofLight & ScarsLove ]

[ScarsLove]

Tali nodded in acknowledgement, leaving Eon and turning back to take down more shadow knights that dared come within a few feet of her and the Daryonese knights. But it was of no use, the knights began to fall one by one due to the dark aura that befell their presence.

She fought and fought, until she could no more. Several shadow knights lay at her feet, their wretched skin and blood stuck to her maw and fur. Spinning around, the girl went to check on the status of Eon and his men considering a few minutes had passed. Though what she found was far from reassuring.

All his men, including Bemithar, were dead. And now he was in a murderous rage killing everything and anything that moved near him. Tali morphed back into her human form, shoving off her personal pain and assisted Eon by shooting down some of the shadow knights.

Xandra on the other hand was staring wide eyed at Eon, hackles bristling and jaws soaked with rotten blood.

[SlayerOfLight]

As Eon peered briefly into Xandra's eyes, he no longer displayed the emotionless man he was a moment ago, but a man driven by rage and vengeance, eager to kill the one responsible for everything that just happened inside the inn. He noticed Tali near himself and turned around towards her.

''We should leave while we still can, because it won't be long before those bastards will get back on their feet and come for us again.'' said Eon in a soft, yet rage-driven voice.

With that being said, Eon walked towards the exit of the inn, but was stopped when an arm grabbed him by the ankle. He looked down and repeatedly stabbed the Shadow Knight in a fit of anger until it let him go. He then left the inn and looked around to see if it was safe. No Shadow Knight was to be seen anywhere.

[ScarsLove]

''We should leave while we still can, because it won't be long before those bastards will get back on their feet and come for us again.''

Tali solemnly nodded, "I have no intention of staying here and letting these bastards drag me down with them. Lead the way." Replied the girl, plucking a few arrows from the dead bodies and adding them back to her quiver, being careful to not use up her only form of defense, other than her werewolf transformation.

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Xandra snapped out of her blood driven rage and with a reluctant tail tucked in between her legs, she licked her injured leg and morphed back into her human form. Feeling it much easier to deal with an injured arm than hobbling on three legs.

Her body felt tired and her stomach weak from terror. Never before in her young wolf life had she seen monstrosities that tasted and wreaked as bad as they looked. They were skeletal and fearsome, deadly and merciless, the walking dead. Which frightened her more than she wanted to let on.

"Mercy please. Just let me follow you this last time then I shall leave.."

[SlayerOfLight]

Eon faced Xandra again and looked coldly at Xandra for a few seconds, before bursting out into an insane laughter.

''Mercy? In this rotten world there is no such thing as ''mercy'', I have never witnessed such a thing myself.''

That moment, a tall black knight, more dreadful in appearance than any Shadow Knight they have seen so far, drew near. The steed on which he rode was more armored than those of the other Shadow Knights. Eon knew there was something different about this one, for his aura was by far more menacing and evil in comparison to the other Shadow Knights. When Eon looked at the black knight, it was as if he looked straight at the embodiment of death and doom itself.

[ScarsLove]

Xandra averted her down trodden eyes, nursing her injured arm against her chest as if it were a precious bundle. It was obvious that the slaughtering of these knights meant a lot to Eon and he had little sanity left. Swallowing what hurtful words of embitterment she heeded for him, the girl knew it would be best to stand off. Lest he be adorning a new set of armor with her skinned black wolf hide.

Tali on the other hand was to distracted by the sudden entrance of another knight, this one even more opposing than his predeccosors. He stood like a true son of evil, straight from the hellish pits of Oblivion. A lord among lords in the demonic realm of daedra and draemora. The hairs on her neck standing on end, goosebumps traveling throughout her body.

"Who are you?"

[SlayerOfLight]

''The name is Vuldred. At least, it used to be. Now I am Death itself.'' responded the black knight.

Eon turned towards Vuldred and his face became overwhelmed with shock.

''Vuldred? But... How? You were supposed to be dead a long time ago!'' he said.

''I know. That is exactly what I wanted everyone to believe. That bought me enough time to raise my fallen Knights and finish what I started.'' said Vuldred.

''So you are the one responsible behind all of this? Well, I hope you do not fear yourself, because you will die right here by my hands.'' said Eon as he attacked Vuldred with his magic blade.

Vuldred drew his sword and swiftly countered Eon's strike, resulting Eon hitting the ground with an injured shoulder.

[ScarsLove]

"Gods blood!" Tali growled, witnessing as Eon was easily countered by a single stroke of Vuldred's sword. If she didn't act now, Eon would be joining his brothers in the afterlife much sooner, "Demonic bastard." In a moments notice, Tali charged at Vuldred in werewolf form. Even scuffed up to the point she was, her wolfs blood carried her on. Whether steel or claws, if she was meant to preserve Eon's being, lest to return to her old life, then she would by any means.

"Now piss off and die."

[SlayerOfLight]

Eon looked at the wound on his shoulder and was shocked to see a black substance instead of blood. A hellish pain followed, as if he was burning from inside out. And for the first time in a very long time, he yelled in true agony.

''You may better stop in your tracks, werewolf girl. Hence you want to be struck with my blade as well, and end up infected with necro-sickness.'' Vuldred spoke.

''I don't know what's happening to me, but I need to get away from here. Really fast, and live to fight another day...'' Eon thought, realising something is totally wrong with him.

[ScarsLove]

Eon's caterwaul of agony stalled Tali's track as she met the dread lords gaze, a fiery amber clashing against a seering blue.

''You may better stop in your tracks, werewolf girl. Hence you want to be struck with my blade as well, and end up infected with necro-sickness.''

The she wolf sheathed her claws, flashing Vuldred a menacing snarl of sharp canines before backing away from him in shame. Stooping her head lower, she joined Eon's side and stared at the seething wound of black sludge on his injured shoulder. It reminded her of black fire, harsh and cruel.

Tali tried maneuvering him on her own accord, hoping he'd catch the drift as she tried getting him into a position that would be suitable for saddling the back of a werewolf. The sooner their escape, the better.

[SlayerOfLight]

It took Eon a few seconds before understanding what she was trying to tell, but eventually he figured out and decided to comply with it. Even though his rage-driven vengeance made him want to keep on fighting Vuldred, he was still wise enough to know it would be suicide in his current state. The Shadow Knights now reappeared, fully recovered from the inn.

''Oh no, no, no. I'm afraid I can't allow you to leave with him like that.'' said Vuldred.

''After them, and kill the werewolf girly too if you have to.''

Following their master's order, the Shadow Knights mounted their black steeds again, proceeding to give chase to Tali.