The air was thick with the stench of sulfur and blood as I stood at the base of the dark tower within the oblivion gate. The inky black sky stretched above me like a shroud, the twisted spires of the tower clawing at it relentlessly. This place was a nightmare incarnate, a realm of chaos and danger.
My heart pounded in my chest, a steady drumbeat echoing, my muscles were stronger and more defined, and my breasts swelled slightly, This time I would win.
As I raised my gaze to the tower, my bright red glowing eyes narrowed. It was here that I would face the horned daedra, the monstrous creature who had nearly killed me before.
"Time to tear you apart, you vile beast," I growled, my voice low and guttural, barely recognizable as my own. As i gripped my spear in one hand.
I felt alive in this new form, my senses heightened and my instincts razor-sharp. I could feel that my strength had increased. And I could taste the anticipation in the air, a metallic tang that lingered on my tongue like a lover's promise.
"Come and face me!" I snarled, my claws digging into the rocky ground as I prepared to charge. "Let's see how you fare against an Alpha!"
The horned daedra roared in response, its rage shaking the very foundations of the tower. And with that harrowing battle cry ringing in my ears, I launched myself at the creature, determined to bring it to its knees or die trying.
As I rushed at it I thrust my spear at its head, which it barely dodged this time. I was faster than before. But it didn't just stand there and slashed at me, it seemed it wasn't toying around like before. I only managed to dodge many of its attacks because of my speed. It was clear to me that even if I was faster it had experience. And as I thrust again it slayed down and broke my spear. Vanishing in a puff of red vapor I reappeared a good few feet away from it. Storing what remained of my spear back into my inventory and pulling out an iron sword.
Just as I was about to lunge again at the horned daedra, a figure appeared in my peripheral vision. It was Greg's, his face twisted with determination and his eyes filled with unshed tears.
"Ellehish!" he called out, his voice carrying across the battlefield. "I'm here to help you! Sorus will be avenged!"
His arrival bolstered my resolve, and I couldn't help but feel grateful for his presence. We had fought together before, and I knew that, together, we stood a better chance against the monstrous foe before us.
"Thank you, Gregs," I said, catching my breath before lunging forward once more. "Together, we'll make this beast pay."
Gregs let out a guttural scream, full of rage and sorrow for the fallen Sorus. It was a sound that resonated within me, fueling my own determination to protect him and see our shared enemy vanquished.
"FOR SORUS!" Gregs roared, his battle cry echoing through the dark tower like a thunderclap. The sheer force of his emotions seemed to reverberate in the air around us, giving me newfound strength as we charged into the fray.
With Gregs by my side, we managed to land several blows on the horned daedra. Our teamwork was seamless, our movements synchronized as if we'd been fighting together for years. Every strike was carefully calculated, every parry perfectly timed. And as the battle raged on, I could feel the tide turning in our favor.
The horned daedra snarled and thrashed, its fury growing with each passing moment. But it was no match for our combined might. We were a formidable duo, the werewolf and the vengeful warrior, united by a common goal and the desire to see our enemies brought to their knees.
"Stay close, Gregs!" I warned, sensing that the daedra was preparing for one final, desperate attack. "We're almost there!"
"Right behind you, Ellehish!" he shouted, his voice filled with a fierce determination that bolstered my own resolve.
Just as the horned daedra lunged at us, our reinforcements arrived. Alawion appeared like a shadow with her bow ready. as she let loose an arrow that found its mark in the daedra's side. The creature screeched in pain, momentarily stunned by the impact.
"Alawion!" I cried out with relief. "You're here!"
"Of course," she replied, her voice steady even as her fingers swiftly nocked another arrow. "We couldn't let you have all the fun."
Arnovia, also shoots arrows, each one finding a vital spot on the daedra's body.
"Let's finish this thing!" Arnovia called out.
Lightning shot from beside me striking the creature. I noticed Frerelie, walking up with her hands stretched out in front of her. She summoned a torrent of lightning, unleashing it upon the daedra with deadly precision. The beast writhed in pain, its movements growing sluggish under the combined assault of our group.
Amidst the chaos, I caught sight of Gersg's mother, Alawion, summoning wooden daedra to fight the growing number of creatures attacking us.
With our united efforts, we gradually wore the horned daedra down. Our strikes grew swifter and more potent, while the beast's movements became increasingly sluggish and weak. The physical toll of the battle was evident on everyone their breaths came in ragged gasps.
As the battle raged on, I glanced around at my companions, marveling at the diverse array of weapons and skills we brought to the fight. Arnovia's arrows whistled through the air like vengeful spirits, finding vulnerable chinks in the daedra's hide. Gregs wielded his massive two-handed sword with brutal efficiency. Alawion seemed to have shifted her weapons to daggers as she danced gracefully between the monster's legs, her twin daggers leaving a trail of gashes and cuts. Frerelie's spellcasting filled the air with crackling energy, her fingers weaving intricate patterns as she unleashed powerful blasts of ice and fire.
"Ellehish, now!" Aruzhan whispered urgently in my mind, snapping me back to the present. I nodded imperceptibly, gritting my teeth as I summoned every ounce of strength left within me. With a final, desperate lunge, I plunged my sword deep into the creature's side, feeling its unnatural blood sear my skin.
"Looks like you were the one who was going to die!" I shouted, my voice almost like a growl. The daedra's terrible roar echoed in response, As i roared back opening my mouth.
"Watch out, Alawion!" Frerelie cried as the daedra's tail swung dangerously close to the nimble huntress. Alawion nimbly leaped out of harm's way, her horns catching the light as she twisted in midair. Despite the dire circumstances, I couldn't help but admire her grace and beauty. But the New creature that had appeared was a pain in the ass for ruining the moment.
"Thanks, dear," Alawion called back.
"Ellehish, use your ice powers!" Gregs shouted over the din, his muscular form straining with every strike he delivered. "We need to slow it down!"
"Right!" I agreed, concentrating my energy into the palm of my hand as I prepared to unleash the one ice spell i know, Frost. My fingers tingled with the familiar sensation of power, and I felt a shiver of excitement course through me.
"Ready? Now!" I cried, releasing the Frost blast towards the daedra's legs. The creature stumbled as frost crept up its limbs, buying us precious time to regroup and strategize.
"Nice work, Ellehish!" Alawion praised, her sultry voice sending another thrill down my spine. I grinned despite the pain and exhaustion that weighed heavily on me.
With one final push, we cleared the bottom and managed to make it into the tower, Slowly we cleared out what creatures remained in the tower. we reached the top of the dark tower. The air was heavy with malevolence, and my heart pounded in my chest as I stared down at the vast oblivion gate in the distance. Our battered bodies ached with pain, but it was this moment that would define our success or failure.
"Almost there," I gasped, my breath ragged from exertion. My companions nodded silently, their faces etched with determination and focus.
"Remember," Alawion said, her voice barely above a whisper, "we do this together. We watch each other's backs."
"Right," Arnovia agreed, her fingers tightening around her bow. "Let's make sure we all come out of this alive."
I braced myself, my eyes locked on the approaching horde of daedra. They were like a tidal wave of destruction, threatening to crash down upon us and snuff out the last vestiges of hope.
"Ready?" Gersg asked, his voice tense with anticipation.
"Always," I replied, my heart pounding in excitement.
"Then let's end this," Frerelie declared, her hands glowing with raw magical energy.
As the daedra closed in, we unleashed our full might upon them. Arrows flew through the air, finding their targets with deadly precision. Spells erupted from our hands, searing flesh and bone as they tore through our enemies.
"Take that, you ugly beasts!" I shouted, channeling my innermost desires into a powerful blast of frost slowing several daedra in their tracks.
"Watch out, Ellehish!" Alawion warned, her face contorted with concern. I instinctively ducked as a massive daedric blade swung just inches above my head. I felt its dark energy brush against my skin, sending shivers down my spine.
"Thanks," I muttered, turning to face the creature that had nearly ended me. Its eyes burned with malice, but I refused to be intimidated. "You're going to die."
With a guttural roar, I charged the beast, my sword held high. It raised its weapon to block my attack, but I was faster. My blade cut through the air, slicing into the daedra's flesh with satisfying ease.
"Nice hit, Ellehish!" Gersg bellowed, his own battle cry echoing through the chamber.
"Keep it up, everyone!" I urged, ducking and weaving between the attacks of our enemies. "We're almost there!"
As if spurred on by my words, my companions redoubled their efforts. The sounds of battle filled the air, each clash of steel and burst of magic bringing us one step closer to victory.
And then, in an instant, it was over. The remaining daedra fell before us, their twisted bodies crumbling to ash. We stood victorious atop the tower, battered and bruised but alive. I had managed to collect a few more bodies along the way.
Bodies in storage: 13
Our attention turned to the ominous orb pulsating with dark energy at the center of the chamber. The air around it crackled, and I could feel its malignant presence trying to worm its way into my thoughts.
"Alright, team," I said, taking a deep breath to steady myself. "We need to remove that orb and put an end to this nightmare."
"Leave it to me," Frerelie declared, her eyes glowing as she stepped forward. Her hands moved in graceful, intricate patterns, weaving a spell powerful enough to break the orb's hold on the environment.
"Cover me!" Arnovia shouted, releasing a volley of arrows to keep the Deadra that were making their way up towards us. Gersg and Alawion charged forward, their weapons slicing through the air with deadly precision.
"Almost there," Frerelie gasped, sweat dripping down her face as she poured every ounce of her power into the spell. "Just a little more!"
"Stay strong, everyone!" I called out, my voice strained.
"NOW!" Frerelie screamed, her voice echoing through the chamber. With a final surge of magic power she sent a Bolt of Lightning at the orb.
The resulting explosion sent us sprawling across the floor, our ears ringing from the deafening blast. Smoke filled the air, making it difficult to see, but as it cleared, I realized that the orb was gone, replaced by a gaping hole where it had once been.
"Is… is it over?" Arnovia asked, her voice trembling with disbelief. "Did we do it?"
"By the gods," Gersg breathed, staring at the empty space where the orb had once been. "We actually did it."
Suddenly a force started to pull us toward where the ord use to be. With a blinding light and the sound of something shattering. I lost my sight for a bit. After a while, the sounds of birds rang out, and slowly I opened my eyes. We were no longer in the oblivion gate, but here it stood outside.
(Bad news everyone, the person that has been helping me with these fanfictions had sadly decided to no longer be available, I truly thank them for everything. But now please be aware that the quality of chapters will drop. )