Chapter 571: The End
The Great Calamity lunged at Erend with what remained of its strength, but its appearance showing nothing of its weakness. It still looked as terrifying as it had in the beginning. Every step it took radiating an overwhelming aura of dread.
For the first time, Erend felt fear seize him as the creature charged, its claws ready to tear him apart. His body was battered and broken, pain surging through him. He was desperate, clinging to the last threads of his will.
He couldn't let this thing win.
As the Great Calamity neared, Erend forced himself to calm his racing heart, his mind scrambling for any last-ditch strategy.
His breath came out ragged, his legs shaking beneath him as he planted his feet firmly on the blood-soaked ground. He waited, muscles coiled, eyes locked on the creature's advance. His instincts screamed at him to run and flee from the unstoppable force coming his way, but he stood his ground, his gaze still sharp.
Closer.
Closer.
Then, just before the Great Calamity's claws could reach him, Erend moved.
With a swift motion, he swept his leg low to the ground, catching the creature off guard. His foot slammed into its legs, knocking the Great Calamity off balance. Its monstrous form tumbled to the ground with a heavy crash, sending blood and dark ooze splattering in every direction.
Erend didn't waste a second. As soon as the creature hit the ground, he roared, a surge of adrenaline rushing through him. Ignoring the searing pain in his body, he leaped into the air and came crashing down on the Great Calamity with his fists raised.
With all the strength he had left, Erend began to maul the creature.
His punches landed with brutal force, each punch cracking the Great Calamity's decaying body further. His knuckles burned from the impact, but he didn't care.
He swung again, and again, a wild fury taking over as he pummeled the creature's molten, oozing form.
Erend was filled with emotion as his fists slammed into the Great Calamity's face, shattering parts of its twisted, scaled features.
The Great Calamity snarled in pain, but it could barely fight back. Its body was disintegrating, leaking foul liquid that sizzled against the ground. It tried to lift its claws, to strike back at Erend, but its movements were sluggish, the strength it once wielded slipping away.
Erend saw the fear in the creature's eyes — the same fear it had shown when it tried to devour his soul. He was winning. The Great Calamity was losing.
The Great Calamity who were battered and on the brink of defeat, let out a deep, ragged breath. Its body start to dissolving into a vile mass, but its eyes still glowed with malice. As Erend rained down his final blows, the creature suddenly spoke, its voice cutting through the air like a jagged knife.
"Do you think I'm the only one who became like this?!" it rasped through the pain.
Erend froze mid-punch, his fist hanging in the air, confusion clouding his gaze. He glared at the Great Calamity, uncertain if he had heard correctly.
"What did you say?" Erend asked.
The Great Calamity coughed out a twisted laugh, even as its body crumbled further into the dark ooze beneath it.
"This power... you think I'm the only one who realized that we should conquer? Not serve them?!"
Erend's eyes narrowed as he tried to make sense of the creature's words. His mind, fogged by exhaustion and pain, slowly began to clear. For the first time since the battle began he could think clearly. He could hear the weight behind what the Great Calamity was saying.
"What do you mean?" Erend demanded, leaning closer. "Who else is going to come?"
The Great Calamity's draconic face twisted into a smirk, one of its sharp teeth barely hanging in its decaying maw.
"The worlds are many... your enemies will come from all sides of them. You can't win by yourself, even with your power!"
Erend felt a cold chill crawl up his spine, the creature's words piercing him. His heart pounded in his chest and a creeping fear spread through his body.
The implications were overwhelming. Worlds beyond this one… enemies from every side. The possibility was endless.
What if others like the Great Calamity existed? What if another Dragonborn — someone as powerful as him or Eccar, but corrupted — came for him? What if they had already started to gather?
Erend's mind raced with the thought of facing an unstoppable tide of enemies, stronger and more twisted than the one before him. He didn't know what he would do if it happened.
He didn't know if he could stop it.
Sensing Erend's hesitation, the Great Calamity's smirk widened. It could feel the Dragonborn's mind unraveling, his confusion and fear taking hold. And it seized the opportunity.
With a sudden burst of movement, the Great Calamity lashed out, its claw shooting toward Erend's neck.
But before it could reach him, the ground beneath them shifted. A sharp, jagged spike of earth erupted from the ground and impaled the Great Calamity's hand, destroying it in a spray of black ichor.
The creature howled in pain.
"Erend!" a voice called out from behind. "Kill that bastard!
Erend snapped back to reality at the sound of Eccar's voice. He turned and saw his friend, weak but alive, laying down behind him, hands glowing faintly with the last of his Magic.
Eccar's eyes burned again. His fear evaporated, replaced by the fury. The Great Calamity's words were meant to break him. He couldn't let this monster, or any other like it, win.
"HAAAAAA!!!"
With a fierce roar, Erend punch again at the Great Calamity, his fists crackling with what little Magic he had left. He brought his arm down with mind that focused on one thing, to end this once and for all.
"You're done!" Erend shouted, his voice echoing across the battlefield as he struck again and again.
The Great Calamity writhed beneath him, its body disintegrating faster with every blow. Its eyes, once burning with defiance, now flickered with the final realization of its defeat.
With one final punch, Erend shattered what was left of the Great Calamity's form. The creature let out a gurgling scream, its voice lost in the air as its body crumbled into nothing more than a puddle of foul liquid. Chapter Find:
It was over.
Erend braethed heavily and stood over the remains of the Great Calamity, his body trembling from exhaustion but his mind clear. He glanced back at Eccar, who gave him a nod, the fire in his eyes matching Erend's own.
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