I Received System to Become Dragonborn

At this point, with King Gulben actively channeling and containing the chaotic Magic, the immediate threat of its overflow had diminished. At least for the time being.

The swirling tendrils of energy were gradually being pulled into his silver aura then absorbed and directed into the hidden dimension he controlled. The air above the palace, though still tense felt a touch lighter. With the excess Magic under control, Aurdis, Aerchon, and Saeldir turned their attention back to monitoring the protective dome that shielded their palace.

Aurdis's gaze still lingering on her father for few minutes. Then she finally pulled herself away and approached the other two.

"Do either of you want to take a turn monitoring the orb?" she asked.

Aerchon nodded. "I'll take the first shift. Saeldir can follow." His tone was calm as always. Saeldir didn't say anything and just nodded.

Aurdis gave him a brief nod and moved to take his place, her hands glowing faintly as she connected her energy to the protective orb.

Aerchon walked to the window, his eyes locking onto the figure of his father high above. He stood with his arms crossed with calm expression masking the worry he felt deep within. Like Aurdis, he knew the risks their father was taking, and he silently hoped that it would be enough.

Aerchonn turning his attention from his father and his gaze fell upon the battlefield below him. Erend and Eccar fought fiercely against the Harbingers of Doom creating flashing of chaotic light.

Aerchon clenched his fists as he watched the clash just like Aurdis earlier. He felt the urge to help them and rush into the fray, but he knew that his place was here.

If he intervened without a clear strategy or enough strength, he would only become a burden, and his father had trusted him to maintain the dome.

"I can only hope they manage," he thought. His eyes focused on the battle. He knew that Erend and Eccar with their unique power, were their best chance at defeating the Harbingers.

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Back to the battle, Erend and Svetlana were locked in a brutal exchange. Svetlana wielded her whip-sword with terrifying skill. She decided to pull back and using her distance to fight.

The weapon coiling and snapping like a serpent. Each strike cut through the air, its jagged edges seeking to tear into Erend's defenses. Erend parried and dodged, his muscles straining as he countered her relentless assault.

Svetlana's eyes burned with red light and her smile was one of pure malice as she launched her attacks. The whip-sword lashed out, wrapping around Erend's scaled hand and wrenching it to the side. The force of the move dragged Erend, his boots skidding across the ground as he tried to regain his footing.

Svetlana then twisted her weapon, pulling it back and then snapping it forward again, the blade curving through the air like a striking snake. Erend blocked just in time, but the impact shocking his arm. He gritted his teeth.

Erend's frustration was building. Svetlana's whip-sword was relentless and its sharp twisting coils constantly snapping at his limbs and face, keeping him at bay.

Every time he closed the distance she lashed out then tangling his arms or wings and forcing him to pull back. The constant hits and interruptions began to wear on him and he could feel his rage boiling, heating his blood.

"I have enough of this shit!" he thought, his eyes narrowing as his wings flared out.

With a powerful flap, he propelled himself forward, closing the gap between them.

Svetlana moved to retreat again as she always did, trying to keep the distance where her weapon was most effective. But this time, Erend wasn't going to let her get away so easily.

As she backed off, Erend unleashed a barrage of fireballs. Each one of it bursting forth in rapid succession.

BOOM!

BOOM!

BOOM!

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They exploded around her filling the air with flames and smoke, creating a momentary cloud of fire that obscured her vision. Svetlana paused, her eyes darting as she tried to make sense of the sudden onslaught.

That was the moment Erend had been waiting for.

He shot forward through the fiery haze, his speed enhanced by his wings. In a heartbeat he arrived in front of her. His hand closing around the arm that wielded the whip-sword.

"Enough playing, bitch!" he growled, his voice thick with fury.

The moment his grip tightened, flames erupted from his body, enveloping him and spreading onto Svetlana. The fire roared as it licked at her skin and for the first time, she felt the intensity of his rage in the form of searing pain.

She gritted her teeth, refusing to cry out despite the heat biting into her flesh. Instead, she brought her free fist up, slamming it into Erend's face. Svetlana punched again and again. Each hit cracking the scales on his cheeks and jaw.

But Erend didn't flinch. The blows that would have staggered most barely registered as he stared at her with eyes blazing like twin flame from hell. The cracks in his scales glowed with molten light and he snarled, his sounded voice like a beast unleashed.

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The words sent a shiver down Svetlana's spine and give her a feeling she hadn't experienced in ages, fear.

It clawed its way up from the depths of her past as she looked into the eyes of the Dragonborn's fury. For a brief moment, she saw not the man in front of her but the monster from her nightmares, the one who had defeated and almost killed her before.

Erend's grip tightened as he raised his other hand that now fully ablaze. With a roar, he drove his fist into her face, the impact sending shockwaves through her skull.

The fire burned hotter and with each punches her face became a mangled mess of flesh and scales. She tried to block the blows but Erend's strength was overwhelming, and the fire consuming her was relentless.

Svetlana's eyes widened, the fear she felt mixing with pain. Eevery punch drove the fear deeper.

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