Sorry for not publishing yesterday. I was recharging my mentality and fixing my biological clock.


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    "QAH ULD HAAS!"


    Instead of Aura, Jon can use the Thu’um which envelopes him with a silver gleaming spectral te armor of a knight.


    In his hands was [Mg’s Mace] and [Bloodskal] as well as [Greed] which acting as a ck cape over the silver armor. Jon extended his hand to Xikil.


    "What?"


    "The Sigil Stone."


    "Eh? Just don’t damage it."


    Xikil handed Jon the [Soul Sigil Stone] and thetter held it tightly then put the Sigil Stone on Odokuro and concentrated the energy on the staff stored in its spine. As the Energy reached the staff, multiple summonses started to appear around.


    They were all Warithmen and Bonemen from the Soul Cairn.


    The mighty undead creatures, armored in bones and holdingrge weapons, formed a total of 300 warriors and archers.


    This amount of summons was scary, Jon never used his undead in public before and he seemed to be going all out this time. Being watched or not, he is skilled in Necromancy to the point of summoning up an army like that whenever he wanted was a piece of cake in his normal condition.


    Although the undead army was smaller than the united forces of the Forsworn, the Centaurs and the Minotaurs, the true essence of the undeadid in their endless stamina and none existent emotions. The enemy was already rock bottom in terms of morale.


    This was a good sight to witness.


    Jon left the management of the troops to Odokuro and focused the Sigil Stone on himself drawing a lot of energy to summon up a gigantic stereo speaker with [Bardic Knowledge].


    He then handed the Sigil Stone back to Xikil and yed the music.


    "So, Mortal. Today we’ll see youreback?" Xikil asked looking forward to the ughter.


    Jon smiled.


    "Don’t call it aeback... I’ve been here for years... I’m rocking my peers... Puttin’ suckers in fear... Makin’ the tears rain down like a monsoon... Listen to the bass go boom!"


    "Huh?"


    Jon smiled and pointed to the spectral speaker behind him.


    <LL Cool J - Mama Said Knock You Out>


    As the lyrics and music started to sound, Jon was already marching forward towards the Forsworn.


    "Don’t fear them! We stand together, we are stronger!" ric shouted and rallied his force of almost three thousand men. Ten times the number of the undead.


    On the other side, the music pumped up Jon and his undead increasing their speed by 25%. The charge of the few against many was terrifying as the Forsworn were pushed back hard at the first sh.


    The undead horde wasn’t normal. They charged like something out of the world and when they shed with Forsworn, the climbed each other and swarmed them like the tide.


    Jon was going forward on moderate speed, the mace in his hand would take a life each time it swings. Still, his eyes were glued on ric.


    "I aming for you! GRON VUTH STAAD!" (Bind, Stop, ce)


    Jon’s shout was prepared for this situation, it targeted no one other than ric who was 50 meters away. Once it hit, it didn’t break his bones or tear him apart, it only formed a barrier around him making him unable to escape and no one able toe to his aid.


    ric was stranded.


    "Protect the Prince!" Some brave Forsworn warriors rallied up around the barrier and tried to protect ric.


    "No! Run!"


    Dismayed about his state, ric shouted for his men to leave him but there was no time for them to even focus on him. Jon has already arrived with Odokuro and walked towards those warriors with a bloodthirsty smile.


    *Bash* *Bash*


    *Thud*


    *Ssh*


    Jon wasn’t aiming for the kill with those warriors. Actually, he recognized them very well. These are ric’s gang who paid him many visits when he was captured and took turns on torturing him.


    He broke their limbs in front of ric’s eyes and mutted their bodies alive.


    "FAAZ AUS AG!" (Pain, Suffer, Burn)


    He even used the [Agony Shout] paying them a special service of pain and suffer.


    They twitched on the ground and quivered trying to escape the torture. Jon made them say things they would never say in their lives just to escape the pain.


    The concept of torture in the Dragon Tongue carried a horrifying meaning that Jon perfected in the Reach. Compared to the time when Jon used the shout on Erikur, the effects then and now are a world apart.


    Their minds, wills and self-worth broke. Killing them won’t bring joy anymore so Jon left them to die under the march of his undead.


    He looked at the ashen-faced ric and grinned.


    "Don’t worry. I won’t use that one on you, Blood Eagle. I have something special just for you. Hehehe!"


    The Forsworn horde retreated forsaking ric as it seemed he is safe for the time being.


    The music filled the world and Jon was dancing with his head as he went forward to kill more Forsworn. His Labour and deal with Mg depended on that.


    The more he killed, the more power he got but he directed it all to Odokuro who was the real summoner of the Undead Army.


    "GAAAH! I’LL KILL YOU!"


    A figure charged at Jon with strong momentum, it was Molvus ckhorn, the leader of the Minotaurs.


    Molvus was aiming its horns at Jon’s vitals but Jon was aware and avoided by a hair’s width then shed with Molvus in hand to handbat.


    A Human vs a Minotaur in a melee fight was very unadvisable in some cases but Jon and Molvus locked hands together and their foreheads shed. Jon avoided the horns of Molvus desperately but the Minotaur possessed the weight advantage. Jon’s muscles erged and showcased his true physical might pushing back the Minotaur alone.


    "Im-Impossible!"


    "Nothing is."


    Jon gained himself some hard-earned space and switched from wrestling to boxing and kicking. Not even a Minotaur was an exception when ites to fighting with Jon in such close quarters.


    Jon punched out two jabs followed by a right hook, a kick pushing the knee backward and an uppercut. Molvus tried to use hisrge arm only to get his legs kicked again then a storm of kicks and punches came down as Jon went wild.


    Realizing that Jon was not good at wrestling and preferred brawling, Molvus threw its body at Jon pinning him down. Realizing that his advantage was facing a crisis. Jon used Molvus’s momentum and took him down with a backflip m.


    He hurriedly took out [Mg’s Mace] and intended to finish Molvus but thetter was too nasty and held the head of the mace before it crushes him. Jon thought fast then twisted the mace and called out [Greed] to transform it into the Harpoon form.


    The Harpoon was easier to control and it went through Molvus’s chest. Jon tried to grab out the soul but Movlus was not dying yet.


    Jon stood and pulled Molvus up by the harpoon, theter was extremely focusing and tried to fight off his soul being dragged out from his body by the harpoon. Jon used that to force the minotaur to kneel then came behind him then took out a fancy dagger. It was [Mehrunes’ Razor].


    Jon and Molvus were both facing ric who was watching from his cage, Jon simply put the dagger on Molvus’s neck and slew him while grinning at ric.


    His eyes were gleaming viciously as ric saw his ally get killed like that. He fell on his knees and a desperate look appeared on his face.


    Exactly what Jon wanted to see.


    "HAAAA!"


    A war cry sounded as six arrows flew towards Jon from the back. The leader of the Centaur n, Vernon Windwalker, was charging towards Jon alone. He was surely pained to see his people die under the de of Odokuro.


    Jon dodged four arrows and the remaining two were deflected by the armor leaving some traces on the magical fabrication. Jon knew that this Vernon is a good archer and needed to be dealt with. The problem is... that Centaur was insanely fast, maybe as fast as Nefertiti.


    "Heh heh! Do you think I didn’te ready? NEL VEN QO!" (Fast, Wind, Lightning)


    This shout was another self-enhancement shout just like [Battle Aspect] that envelops Jon with Silver Spectral Armor. This shout is called [sh] and it was incredible.


    As Jon was enveloped by Silver Armor, he was also enveloped by a Storm Aura. Just as he moved, he was so fast to the point that he was waiting for Vernon already ahead of him.


    "Caught you!" Jon still had the harpoon in his hand and he stabbed at Vernon.


    The Harpoon went through the Centaur’s abdomen and pierced through the muscles but the most terrifying thing was how Vernon felt his soul being dragged out of him.


    He held tightly to the harpoon just like how Molvus did. Noticing therge shadow approaching from behind, Vernon could tell that Odokuro was right behind him and...


    *sh*


    One sh by the iron katana sent Vernon’s head to ric’s feet.


    Now the two heroes that came to aid him were having a first ss trip to Coldharbour.


    Jon couldn’t take enough from the expression on ric’s face. He approached the barrier he made around ric and his hands went through it.


    "So... how does it feel being this helpless?" Jon asked.


    As it seemed, ric’s soul has already escaped his body just by looking at his eyes. Jon still wanted to save him forst but the situation needed to make a fast example.


    Just as he was about to grab ric, an arrow broke through space and arrived at Jon seeking his life. Jon recognized the power behind the arrow and knew he can’t face it with his weakened state, he hurriedly jumped to the other side.


    The arrownded on the barrier and ripples of energy appeared on it causing it to break like ss. As there was no more barrier, ric was free once again.


    "Motherfucker!"


    Jon couldn’t afford ric escaping so he stabbed a spear in ric’s knee pinning him on the ground.


    Jon then turned around and shouted.


    "WHO DARES?"


    Someone from the sidelines tried to interrupt his fun time with ric, that surely was a grave sin.


    Not willing to answer, four more arrows targeted Jon viscously. They all were aimed at his legs, heart and head.


    Under the effect of the [sh Shout], Jon moved away with ease dodging every arrow. This assassin was annoying him to Oblivion.


    "Dammit! Get him."


    The assassin seemed to have given up on shooting down Jon and ordered his partners to move. Jon felt four Auras but they were all too stealthy. Without his real Magic and Aura, he was in danger but...


    "Humph! Ignorant fools, LAAS YAH NIR!" (Life, Seak, Hunt)


    Jon used the [Aura Whisper], a Thu’um that is not a shout but a whisper. His eyes could tell where the four assassins are right away.


    Without further ado, Jon was already striking those assassins first. He kicked arge stone like a ser ball and it hit a mage among them that was about to cast a spell that felt dangerous.


    The other three moved at the same time when they realized that Jon found them out. A Redguard with twin curved swords, a Wood Elf with a bow and an Imperial with a spear.


    Jon was cornered in a split of a second but he was already aware of their movements. A spear thrust to the neck, an arrow to the head and the twin swords to the legs.


    Jon jumped with a flip rotating horizontally in the air. The spear and arrow passed above him and the twin swords passed beneath him. As his face faced the ground, Jon let out another shout.


    "FUS RO DAH!" (Force, Bnce, Push)


    The shout was aimed at the ground but once the force wave struck thend, it turned all around and moved like a circr shockwave.


    The three assassins were struck down before they know it and Jon was already counterattacking. As soon as his feetnded on the ground, Jon charged at the spear wielder and used [Mehrunes’ Razor] to one hit kill the Imperial. Odokuro snuck like a snake and his katana pierced the Wood Elf archer killing him right away.


    The third assassin recovered and charged at Jon, Jon knew better than to turn around and face that man. He started running the other direction and the Redguard chased him. Before any could tell, a katana shed down at the Redguard causing him to retreat.


    It was not Odokuro, it was Jonrad.


    Jon turned around frozen by the sight of his father and Jonrad looked at Jon with a heartbroken face.


    His son was in front of him but both his mental and physical condition were unsightly. His body was clearly weakened and half of it was pale like a draugr, on top of that, Jon was turning into a murdering demon that sought out destruction in a grim fashion.


    "Alina told you not to show up, was any of this necessary?" Jonrad scolded.


    "... I have to." Jon said.


    "Then get done with it."


    If you can’t prevent your loved ones frommitting an error, help them get out of it the right way.


    Now the King of Ash, Jonrad Firemane and his brother-inw Tyr Firemane joined the fray.


    "King of Ash!" The Redguard assassin seemed to have recognized Jonrad.


    "Ghazi of Th!"


    "I’ll kill your son like you killed my father!"


    "Get over it, that was 18 years ago." Jonrad waved his ming katana at the Redguard and shed with him inbat.


    Sure of Jonrad’s easy win, Jon turned around to look for ric. Sure enough, he was being dragged away by the Forsworn.


    "No, you won’t!"


    Jon moved towards ric as a sh of lightning. Many third parties tried to make a move on Jon as he ran this fast. All of them were assassins and enemies of the Firemane n who rushed to kill Jon once again.


    Jon could fend off most of them as none was as dangerous as ’Ghazi of Th’. The ones who Jon left were not merely left but his [Wrath], Odokuro, was iming them with nimble moves stealthily while they are focused on Jon.


    As he approached ric, Jon felt his a portion of his foot that was supported by [Greed] lose power. It meant he was running low on Essense Energy. He immediately took out [Mg’s Mace] and swung it at a dying Forsworn near him to get his Soul and Essence.


    Jon almost froze for a second feeling some Deja Vu but that was not the time to daze. He looked at ric and chased him right away.


    The Forsworn were already retreating on the high ground while being covered by a band of hags that kept casting Magic at Jon’s undead. The number of the 300 undead was significantly reduced to 100 and they were no longer effective Jon wanted to summon more but more allies appeared.


    *BOOO*


    It was a horn, his horn, the Company’s horn.


    Jon looked toward the sound to see, the Dare Troopers sweeping the battlefield on me Atronach Horses. It was a glorious charge!


    The Hags were all being hunted by the lever-action crossbows and the Forsworn fell like flies retreating to a cave at the end of Karthspire and fortified the entrance.


    ric was desperately crawling away from Jon but thetter merged [Greed] and [Mg’s Mace] once again then threw the harpoon at ric’s calf pinning him down for good.


    The harpoon’s stab was a death sentence. It meant that whenever it gets out, it will snare the soul with it.


    ric could tell.


    This was his end.


    He closed his eyes and epted end calmly but a shadow and a hand grabbed him from his hair.


    "Not so fast!"


    Jon won’t let him die just like that.


    "Two Daedric Princes ordered your demise. Azura wanted you dead so that I remove the curse you put on me and Mg Bal wants you tortured and Soul Shriven... and honestly, I will enjoy it."


    Jon took out fourrge logs of wood and pinned them together on the ground with nothing but his brute force.


    The fight was already over and he was at the center of the attention.


    ric got pulled up once again and Jon took out some nails and a hammer. He put ric’s hands on the logs and nailed them. ric screamed from pain but it was not the end, his other hand was nailed to another log.


    "Xikil! Come." Jon called for the Dremora who came dragging a person who had a sack on his head.


    Jon took that person and nailed him to the other two logs as he did to ric but the man didn’t even let out a groan.


    Both men were position facing the cave the Forsworn retreated in, of course, the Forsworn were watching everything.


    "Behold! This is your Prince you ever so proud about... the one you call ’Blood Eagle’." Jon presented ric.


    "And this." Jon walked to the other man and pulled away the sack on his head. "This is your king. This is Madanach!"


    Jon’s voice descended like cold water on everyone. Of course, Madanach was known as thest Reachman King... who was supposedly dead to many.


    Even ric was looking at Madanach with hollow expressions.


    "Let’s not dy this any further." Jon said as he took a dagger from Xikil.


    "Blood Eagle." Jon called ric, "In my past life, we also knew something called the ’Blood Eagle’. It was something I always wanted to perform on you since day one... Lucky you!"


    Jon smiled as he put the knife on ric. This was going to get bloody.