Chapter 154: Troubled Times (3) : Necromantic Skirmish (2/2)
”What do you think?” Nurina asked
Jon focused on the undead battle that started between the black undead and the Blackrock's undead and tilted his head
”Aren't those… plain norht”
”Huh? Why would it… ait! Did you just see that?”
”See what?”
”One of your undead just smashed a skeleton and its reoing on?”
According to the rules of conjuration, conjured creatures should return back to their realot destroyed For the reot conjured to is illogical These creatures have their souls bound to the realm they came from after all and they don't really die even if their bodies are destroyed as they get new bodies later on
To Jon, that didn't ured out some theories
”Let's finish them off and analyze the situation afterward”
To Nurina's words, Jon nodded and conveyed the orders to the other two to prepare for the final assault
Once everything was set, the four joined the attack at the Blackrock a the assailants to show themselves and as necromancers, they knew that the best way to finish this quickly is to cut the head of the snake first
As the one with the biggest body and visible red hair, Jon was assumed to be a Firemane at once and faced the first wave of attacks
”Humph! You think I, your old daddy will be threatened by such weaklings piss OFF!”
A loud 'War Cry' sounded from Jon and the necroht away Their undead seized to function as the summoners were in a state of shock and didn't put one ounce of control in their undead as they started running away
”Eight, Nine, Ten…” Jullanar was counting the kills as she was shooting down any living target she finds
”Take this!” Alina ht into the middle of the Blackrocks' necromancers
”Humph!” Nurina snorted as she waved her hand and spray of spectral arrows chased down the necromancers Her spell was called 'Bound Arrows' as he didn't use 'Bound Bow' yet she bounded the arrows to shoot directly as being shot with Magicka
The one who saw the scene vividly was Gils Blackrock as hiding behind his high-quality undead while searching for a path to escape
He decided to h the black undead creatures that were shooting ic from the back and run into the forest but his plans went all into disarray when he found that every route was blocked tightly
He looked around him and only saw his fifteen white skeletons and soet some protection besides their leader His son was one of them
”Who are you, people? How come there are Necromancers as fearsome as you?”
Gils shouted his voice out and wished that the fight would stop and that was as it is Jon stopped and looked right into Gils's eyes The rest also stopped as they are were following Jon's lead froure of the assault He also recognized hi one
”You, who are you?”
”Who's asking?”
” I a! Don't answer my question with a question”
”I'll answer however I like, Fatso! You are the fucker that is hanging around our territory with his goons”
”Falsehood!”
”fuck off! You ain't walking out of here alive”
”Just who in Oblivion are you? A necromancer with black skeletons like you should be known… Or maybe it is one of those women”
”None of your Godda me who are you and which address should I send your head to?”
”You don't dare!”
The atmosphere around Jon froze in a second Nurina shook her head and Jullanar sighed Only Alina was oblivious to Jon'sbehind you seems to be blood-related to you… I'll start with hi Strike' spell and targeted Kalf son of Gils Blackrock
Gils reacted as fast as he could and put all his Magicka in a Ward that barely blocked the spell Jon casted Gils could feel his head becoy that the spell carried He also felt a sweet taste in his ed to block that? I ae names then…”
Gils Blackrock didn't expect that Jon's spell would be this strong and saw Jon in a new light
”My na the naered
The information was clear…
Jon Dare, the Thane of Winterhold and a student of an Arch-Mage who defeated Alina Moonblade, the eneration, and conquered all Winterhold after turning its Jarl into his servant The Ultin and the one to be avoided at all costs by the small fries
He himself didn't think too much about it but the strike he took just now needed to be reported that the threat is not just at a small level This is a major problem for the Alliance of the Blackrocks and the Bloodsails
”I am Gils Blackrock I wish to hear the names of the fellow necromancers as well”
Gils wanted to buy time as much as possible for him to use his hidden trump card and put pressure on Jon
”Jullanar of household Dare”
”Nurina Aren”
”Alina of Clan Moonblade”
Gils was delighted to hear the wo but soon he realized what sort of shi+t situation he was in
This are not just some normal names They were all ures of new ruling faction in Winterhold with the overlord of Winterhold himself This is just too unlucky to be accepted
There is only one solution out of this amble on his trump card that he was so sure to buy him a minute or t
As he made his mind, he opened his mouth and talked
”My name is Gils Blackrock…”
Just as he said his name, he took out a scroll and with swift hand movements, he opened and cast the spell on it
Jon clicked his tongue and in dissatisfaction and decided to blohatever Gils come up with
Still, it see and by the looks of it, the void of the su
What came out from the void made even Nurina open her eyes wide in ao Foxtrot! Isn't this undead a little bit too big?”