Dragonborn Saga

To Jon, this current situation felt like someone has gone through his backyard and dug out all the skeletons he was keeping. The only victims that are around were the ones that got too disfigured to bring back, like Alaric for example.

Darius, Galam, the two Labourers, Molvus, and the list goes on.

"Hahaha! You should tremble in fear now, mortal."

"You should be scared!"

"Yeah! Scared."

The three demiliches were excited to summon their glorious undead that caused the look on Jon's face to change. They bragged and dragged thinking they have already got into Jon's head.

"… God damn you! Now I'm pissed. You fuckers are over your motherfucking heads in ways you don't even comprehend." Jon spoke in a tone that betrayed his Khajiit appearance.

"What I kill, should stay dead. Not for some shits like you to reanimate it."

Once he finished those words, his power exploded in a scene that can only be described as spectacular. Tens of [Fire Wyrms] appeared around him in a storm of draconian rage.

None knew what caused him to be that angry but sure as hell this treasure room was not going to stay intact if that man kept increasing the heat by the insane [Fire Wyrms] surrounding him. Some of the Gold Coins lying around the treasure room started melting from the intense heat and all the weak undead were already burning.

"Do something!"

"Attack! Attack!"

"It is burning!"

The three demiliches feared the damage they were receiving. They were in the lowest form a Lich can reach and death after that point is true and absolute. The damage that their damned souls will take will render them mindless skeleton once they get reanimated by the Worm King who they have disappointed too much.

Now, they could only think of attacking Jon with all their power.

The first undead capable enough to withstand the heat [Fire Wyrms] charged at Jon with its sword aiming at Jon's head but Jon didn't even spare that zombie a glance as a [Fire Wyrm] went through it setting it ablaze then to a fine ash.

Jon then took a step forward with his hair brightening redder and his eyes glowing colder in the hellish image forming around him.

"Retaliate! Now!"

The demiliches kept flying around shooting spells at the [Fire Wyrms] but it was as if a newbie went into the layer of the final boss all of a sudden. All their attacks were rendered useless on the spot.

Jon raised a hand and his [Fire Wyrms] flew forward devouring all the undead in his path.

"I won't kill you. I will make an example of those who dig out my Skeletons."

Those former enemies he faced once in the past were no longer his opponents. Jon's stupidly terrifying growth was already something out of the world. The direction he waved his hands and the places where his eyes landed on were the death spots. Nothing survived the rage of the [Fire Wyrms].

But there were powerful undead in the punch. Darius, Galam, the Labourer, the Minotaur Molvos and some of the Forsworn. They all attacked him systematically from every direction.

"Hahaha! You fucktards are longing for a rematch? Fine, I'll destroy all over again."

Jon already had [Pride] floating above him and the [Ebony Blade] floating above and shooting magic like a guided turret.

"Master, let me out." Even Jax called from inside the Cube.

Jax could feel the enemy that humiliated him out there even though it is dead now. Molvos, the head of the minotaurs from the battle of the Forsworn, was Jax's archenemy.

"You can have him."

Jon let Jax out and the raging Minotaur charged out from the Cube to join the mess.

Jon held the neck of one of the two Labourers he killed in Morrowind and sent him up then grabbed his feet and started waving him out to hit the others. It was safe to say that using zombies to kill zombies was effective in ways that made Jon surprised.

Between his blade dealing with the strong opponents, his corpse weapon beating the other weak corpses, his staff flying around torching the undead like a machine gun, the swarm of the Fire Wyrms setting everything, and his remarkable apprentice Jax breathing fire at its nemesis; it was safe to say that this one-sided bullying was turning the situation into an actual hell.

But from the sidelines, two innocent bystanders were simply standing there with their mouths agape. Kellen and Nagh were too taken aback by the hellish scene that broke loose all of a sudden.

"Kellen, this one can take it no more. If he was left doing what he is doing, not a single coin will survive the heat. The Elder Scroll inside may get damaged." Nagh said holding his head.

"The Elder Scrolls can't be damaged no matter what… but the scene is breaking my heart. We need to do something." Kellen said the shouted, "Hey, brother. Go easy on the fire."

Despite shouting, Jon was too absorbed in the battle and didn't really bother.

"We need to get close to him." Nagh spoke.

"I don't know. He will beat us if we showed uninvited."

"Then you wait here, this one will do it himself."

Nagh left Kellen back and charged to the middle of the situation.

"Wait! Nagh, stop it."

The reckless Khajiit charged in the middle of the fray aiming to reach his rampaging kinsman. Meanwhile, Jon noticed him but he also saw what the three demiliches are doing.

The demiliches applied their energies together and started casting a single spell at the same time. He didn't know the nature of the spell but his [Alarm] protection spell told him to not get hit by it thus it was of importance to interrupt it right now.

Jon had the Ebony Blade in a hand while the other was free which meant he can do it thus he called forth the fastest weapon he could pull out.

The [Wabbajack].

Not caring for the result of its random effect, it would serve as a good distraction for the time being.

But not everything would go as planned. Nagh interruption caused the situation to get messy. The Khajiit was trying to get to Jon but he noticed the three demiliches casting magic towards Jon's back so he thought if he helps with those three skulls, he may be able to earn the other Khajiit's trust. But… he was in the way of the [Wabbajack].

"Hey, be careful!" Jon shouted.

"Nagh!" Kellen jumped up seeing his partner getting hit by Jon's spell coming from the strange black staff.

*BANG!*

A large explosion of red smoke occurred when the spell hit Nagh and it everyone stopped what they were doing. Jon retreated his [Fire Wyrms] inside him and moved instantly towards the door of the treasure room stopping Kellen from charging to what can possibly be his demise.

"Wait!"

"No, my friend, he…"

"He's fine… I think."

There wasn't enough time to think as the result of the [Wabbajack]'s magic has finally emerged in the room followed by an utter silence from all the participants in this messy situation.

"Okay… that is… unexpected on too many scales." Jon couldn't help but comment.

"... Nagh…" Kellen was taken aback seeing what became of his friend.

"Don't worry, it is temporary." Jon patted his shoulder and kept looking at the large creature that the Khajiit Nagh transformed too.

Nagh; who turned into a large creature only seen in the wilds of Valenwood, the Savannahs of Elsweyr, and the Jungles of Black Marsh; stopped right where he is and didn't show much of movements. He was closing his eye but soon he opened them to see his point of view much higher.

He looked down to see three tiny skulls looking at him with utter silence then looked to the side where Jon and Kellen were poker facing.

'... What is going on? This one is… is…'

He tried to speak but he noticed he is incapable to do so. He tried to move his limbs but it all felt strange all over his body.

He felt something heavy on his face but soon after he realized it is not a part of his body and he is…

'Where is my fur? Where is my glorious fur?'

He was furless. A nightmare to any member of the furstock.

Jon noticed Nagh's movement and understood what is happening next.

"Aaaand… panic."

*CRY*

The large creature, that was standing in the treasure room barely fitting in, fell to panic and is about to rampage.

"Let's take a few steps back." Jon said, "This one is Jonya by the way."

Jon conversed with Kellen while Nagh kept running in the room stomping everything in his wake.

A while ago, Jon was genuinely pissed at the Worm Cult for digging up his kills but now he settled down after Nagh's interference. With Nagh becoming such a ridiculously large creature, Jon can take it easy for everything in this treasure room won't survive the rampage of the panicking Nagh.

Jon kept watching everything in the room get destroyed by the large creature and Kellen was at a loss for words until it was all done. Not a single zombie was left under this large feet. Even the three demiliches went into hiding and Jax ran behind Jon.

"Now that everything is done, let's address the Elephant in the room… which is… literally accurate. Wow!"

Jon walked in to stand in front of the panicking "actual" elephant that is Nagh.

Kellen felt offended for Nagh but Jon apologized.

"Hey there, big guys. Look at me! I am down here."

*CRY!*

"It's okay, don't move, don't move. Just stay still."

Jon tried to stop the elephant Nagh but the latter was quite scared of himself.

"Remind him of his fur." Kellen called.

"Oh, right! Shame on me." Jon realized, "Nagh! Do you remember your fur, man?"

*Cry!*

Nagh didn't respond well to that and tried to go through the wall of the room to break free yet to no avail.

"Not working!" Jon ran back out of the room.

"I said remind him of his fur. Shouldn't a Khajiit like you know how to do that?" Kellen said.

"No. But let me try."

Jon walked to Nagh once again.

"Hey, I can fix you. Just give me a second, okay?" Jon said as he changed his appearance from Khajiit to a Redguard in front of Nagh.

This caused the rampaging elephant to stand still and look carefully.

*Whimper!*

"Okay, good." Jon returned back to Kellen who was having a second thought on what kind of person they got themselves involved with.

"W… What now?"

"Just give it time. He will return to normal in a few minutes."

"And if he doesn't?"

"The effects of the Wabbajack are not permanent." Jon said then turned to Nagh, "But to think they would make an elephant in the room… pffft! Ahahaha!"

Jon exploded in laughter while the others were speechless by how heartless he is.

"Hey!" Kellen shouted.

"Okay okay. Let's dispel it." Jon stopped laughing, "Nefertiti, your Shadow Magic can dispel Daedric Magic, right?"

Jon spoke to his shadow which made Kellen feel even weirder.

"Yes, it can. Hooman, can you hold that chicken?"

She came out in her child form while holding a familiar-looking owl from its legs. The owl was struggling and screaming but Nefertiti restrained it well.

"Oh, no!" Kellen's face went pale.

"Nefertiti, give it to the Mister over here. It is his." Jon said.

"Hmph! Mister, here's your chicken." She said while swallowing her droll. God knows what she was thinking.

Kellen retrieved his owl that ran back to him and stood in his shoulder scared of Nefertiti.

"Okay, that elephant…" Jon pointed at Nagh.

Nefertiti turned to see what was there and smiled mischievously.

"An elephant in the room?" She asked.

"Yep."

"Pffft!" She held her tummy and started laughing.

"Oh, God. You're awful. Don't you see the poor Khajiit suffering?" Jon looked at her with disapproval.

"Ahahaha!" She didn't stop laughing until she had her fell.

Meanwhile, Kellen was looking with cold eyes at Jon.

"Can you please?" Jon asked.

Nefertiti moved almost instantly and appeared beside the elephant in the room, she then used her Shadow Magic to envelope him in one go and by the next second, the whole elephant disappeared leaving only Nagh whose limbs went cold from the traumatic experience.

"Congratulations, now you've got your fur back." Jon said waving his hands from afar.

Nagh looked at his arms and felt his face, he was back. The adult Khajiit couldn't help but be moved to tears.

"What did I miss?" From behind Jon and Kellen, a voice came calling for them.

"Oh, Isha. You haven't missed much. We just handled an elephant and some other stuff." Jon said.

"Cool."

"What about your end?"

"The town is evacuated, I took the people away. Those Necromancers are still paralyzed as they are."

"Did you leave the Catatoskr cards as I asked?"

"Yep. I spread them around the town. Once those Necromancers come to their senses, they will have one more nickname of yours to worry about."

"God! I feel so many already."

Meanwhile, Nefertiti came out from a pile of gold with three Demiliches tied to three [Shadow Strings].

"Hooman, can I keep those?"

"What? No. This is bad. Let go."

"Hmph! Jerk." Nefertiti didn't listen and tried to sink in her own shadow but he held her first.

"Let go."

"No."

"Let go."

"No no no."

As the two had their own hooman-cat argument, Isha took the Cube from Jon and aimed it at the stuff in the room then started sweeping everything in there inside it.

"Hey, wait! Please, listen. We request something." Kellen shouted as he saw Isha hoarding everything.

"First come, first serve." She ignored him.

"No, we don't want any of that gold. We just want one item. An item that only I can use, it won't be of any use to you." Kellen said.

"The Elder Scroll?" Isha asked.

"..." Kellen didn't imagine that his errand was exposed.

"We're keeping it." Isha said and continued sweeping.

"Wait wait!" At that time, Jon interfered.

He was entangled with Nefertiti pulling each other's faces but the matter seemed important.

"Hey, Imperial. You are a Moth Priest, right?" Jon asked.

Kellen seemed hesitant but later he nodded.

"Good. I'll make you a deal. You read that scroll for me and it is yours. You game?"

[A/n: You know, guys. I am really disappointed that no one of you mentioned that Kellen, Nagh, and Isha are the first three characters that appear in The Elder Scrolls Legends.]

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