Dominar: Skyrim

Chapter 53: 6.7: The Windcaller's Horn



'Complete Invisibility? Tch! And this damn place,' Darius cursed his hand gripping the sword tightly, he had taken a defensive stance as soon as the two had vanished.

Darius closed him, his focus enhanced, listening to the footsteps.

Tap!!

Tap!!

Darius rotated his body towards the steps and thrust his sword before the opponent could even move.

Aargh!!

"Are you fucking blind," It was Delphine, 'Damn it, I missed,'

"Then don't fucking move," Darius yelled.

A little far away from their bickering stood pale-looking men, "Should we feast now?" One of them asked."Not yet, let them get tired first, That man is no ordinary foe" the second one warned.

"I can tell," He replied, his eyes set on the blonde man, fumbling left and right.

Pfft!!

"Haha," He burst into laughter, and turned to his companion "You really think he is that st---"

Wuld!!

"I think so," Darius replied, to now the headless corpse lying on the floor, his invisibility cloak gone as the corpse had turned visible.

"Now, can you at least cry for your brother in arms," His face plastered with a wicked smile.

Woosh!

"What a coward," Darius muttered as he heard him vanish from the place, "Now then, let's finish this first," Darius gave a look to Delphine who nodded her head.

And followed behind him, surprising even the readers.

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"I grow tired of waiting in this cave, townsfolk are so easy to manipulate... when will we take Morthal?" A man with pale skin said sitting at a lavish table inside a cave, bones were lying around on the table, human bones, with silver goblets and gold coins.

"Be patient, fledgling, Master Movarth has a plan in action," Another pale man with wrinkles on his face replied with his mouth covered in blood, as he just placed a mangled limb on the table.

"And When they scream and cry for their lives, it will be the best song I'll ever hear," A pale Nord woman said with a sadistic smile on her face.

Hahaha!!

Hahaha!!

Hahaha!!

Hahaha!!

They laughed at the thought of it happening, "It will be quite hilarious," The man at the center of the table said, he was a man with a sense of nobility, his skin was clear unlike the other's, giving an air of meticulous menace.

He shared in the sinister laughter at the table, but soon a wind passed by it.

"Master Movarth, There's an intruder," The man appeared in front of him, with what appeared to be sweat, a vampire sweating. What a joke.

"Then deal with it," Movarth said without looking at him.

"But lord, h-he's strong, stronger than yo-" He stopped to correct his words and continued, "Anything I have ever seen," Movarth's reaction was anything but what the group had expected.

Intrigue was written on his face, he turned to the huffing man, and smirked, confusing the group even more.

And then the group heard the footsteps, of two individuals, they turned to look at the source, to see a man, with an above-average height, golden hair, and an Orcish Greatsword in his hand.

"Well, Well, Well, what do we hear, you gave us quite the accurate news," Movarth said as he looked at the Nightstalker.

Swoosh!!

Clech!!

In the next moment, his hand was embedded inside the head of Nightstalker, "Fucking weakling,"

He swiftly wrenched his hand, to get rid of the blood spoiling his suit's cuff.

"Now then, what business do you have hear, Nord," He looked at the man, his eyes squinting in even more intrigue, looking at the fearlessness on the man's face.

"Are you a foolish, or a brave man?" He asked.

"What's the difference," Darius replied.

"Keke, I already like you," Movarth smiled wickedly, "So why are you here?" He asked.

"To finish what that started," Darius said pointing at the dead Nightstalker, "Well, you can go then since he's already dead,"

"Are you Kicking me out of the" Darius stopped and looked at the table, Movarth followed his gaze, "Party?" Darius finished his sentence.

Movarth chuckled, "Of course not, but this party might not be to your liking," Movarth replied.

"Listen up everyone, we have a challenger, So let's give him something fun, shall we," Movarth called on the group residing in the scattered rooms inside the lair.

Soon at least 10 Vampires, men, and women stood around Darius and Delphine, excluding the ones at the table.

"Are you scared yet?" Movarth asked.

"Not one bit," Darius replied.

FUS ROH!!

He used his shout, exploding the vampire standing closest to him to bits, and sending the others flying, including Movarth.

Darius changed his weapons to two small knives, her agility points, and started dashing through the group, and leaving them with cuts, and stab wounds.

Thud!

Thud!

Thud!

By the time Darius stopped three fell dead, All of them looked at the man, and then to each other, they were more on the alert than before.

'He's fast,' All of them thought.

Sqwelp!!

While their attention was drawn to Darius, Delphine made her move and stabbed one with her dagger from the back.

Argh!

Delphine groaned as Half the vampires turned to her and began using a Vampiric drain, making her weak, as the life force began to draw away from her.

Thud!

Aargh

She fell to her knees and looked at Darius for help only to not find him, she soon blacked out.

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