ar''s dimly lit chamber was oppressively silent. He can only hear the faint clinking of the chains that bound him. He sat slumped against the cold stone wall, his expression purposefully nk, concealing the sharpness of his mind.


    He heard heavy footsteps echoing down the corridor. Momentster, Krevak entered, his imposing figure outlined by the light.


    The warrior of gods carried himself with a menacing air as always, his eyes burning with suppressed fury. He stopped a few meters from ar.


    "You," Krevak began, his voice cold and sharp as steel, "will be taken to meet the true gods and goddesses. They will decide your fate."


    ar tilted his headzily, a smirk curling his lips. Despite the bruises on his body he oozed confidence, as if the chains binding him were just inconvenience.


    "True gods and goddesses, huh?" he said. "And what''s the grand n for little me? A sacrificialmb to appease them?"


    Krevak''s jaw tightened, the fire in his eyes ring momentarily, though he managed to keep hisposure. Instead of answering he see ar with cold disdain.


    "Come on," ar pressed, his voice mocking. "At least give me a hint. Am I to be an offering, or do your gods just have a thing for Dragonborn? Because I''ve got to say, all this fuss over me seems a little excessive because I''m not the Dragonborn that steal your mighty gods power."


    The chain of Krevak''s control snapped. His fist flew and hit ar''s jaw with a brutal force that sent blood spraying across the cold stone floor. Another punch followed, and another.


    ar''s head snapped to the side, his smirk gone, reced with a grimace as the sharp sting of pain exploded across his face.


    "Shut your mouth!" Krevak roared, his voice echoing off the walls. He stood over ar, fists clenched, his breaths ragged as he struggled to contain his anger.


    ar spat a glob of blood onto the ground but his gaze still sharp. "Well," he said hoarsely, "that hit a nerve. I''m guessing I''m onto something, aren''t I?"


    Krevak knelt down, gripping ar''s face roughly to force him to meet his gaze.


    "You may not remember your crimes, Dragonborn," he hissed, "but your blood will atone for them. Whether you like it or not, your kind''s legacy will pay the price."


    "My crimes?" ar echoed, his voiceced with defiance. "You think I did something to your gods? I wasn''t even alive when they fell. I''m not the one you''re angry at. You''re just ming me for something I had no business in."


    Krevak''s expression twisted with rage, and for a moment, it seemed he might strike again. But instead, he let out a cold, bitterugh, releasing ar''s face with a shove.


    "Remember it or not, your blood will open the way to the Dragonborn''sir. That is where the gods'' power will be restored, and your kind will finally pay for what they''ve done."


    ar''s eyes twitched slightly at the mention of the Dragonborn''sir. He calmed his expression quickly, but the words echoed in his mind.


    "Their? Is that a ce where secrets about my kind might be hidden?"


    He had never even know about air until now so he had to know more.


    "Dragonborn''sir?" he said, feigning nonchnce. "Sounds like a cozy little hideaway. "


    Krevak red at him, his lips curling into a sneer. "Mock all you like. It won''t change your fate."


    He turned abruptly and stalked out of the chamber, the heavy door mming shut behind him.


    Left alone in the suffocating darkness, ar leaned his head back against the wall, his mind racing.


    "


    The Dragonborn''sir. If they''re nning to use me to ess it, there''s something there they desperately want, something tied to the gods they serve and of course, to the secret of my kind that me and Erend didn''t even know. I need to find out what."


    Wiping blood from his split lip, he allowed a faint smirk to return. "I''ve got a feeling this is going to be fun."


    Few minutester, the chamber groaned with mechanical creak that reverberated through the walls. ar''s sharp ears picked up the sound of grinding gears and heavy mechanisms shifting. The floor beneath him began to tremble with increasing intensity.


    "What now?" he muttered under his breath.


    The entire chamber jerked suddenly and ar''s chains rattled against the walls. The chamber was being lifted.


    ar shifted slightly, his sharp eyes narrowing as he focused on the sensations.


    The chamber lurched again, rising steadily, until it came to a halt with a metallic nk. Momentster, there was a faint hiss as if a seal had been broken.


    ar''s mind raced as he pieced it together.


    "An aircraft. They''re moving me in something massive."


    The chamber vibrated as if it were settling into ce, and the low hum intensified into a steady roar. A sensation of weightlessness washed over him briefly as the aircraft lifted off.


    "An airship," he murmured.


    The thrum of engines melded seamlessly with the creaks and groans of the chamber, amplifying the sensation that they were traveling to somewhere.


    He is being taken to the gods'' world now.


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    He flexed his hands subtly against the chains. Testing. Calcting. The room might have been a prison, but it was also a stage. His mind sharpened with every passing second, dissecting the situation.


    "I will let them take me and get to the gods and their ns and learn more."


    The chamber shook slightly as the craft adjusted course, the vibrations coursing through the floor making it clear that they were moving faster now toward some unknown destination.


    The rhythmic hum of the engines grew louder, signaling their ascent into a ce where the gods'' world awaited.


    ar leaned his head back against the cold stone wall of the chamber, and send message to Erend again.


    "Erend, I think this Krevak is taking me somewhere. I think It''s their real world. The invaders'' home base."


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