"My lord," Someone bows to Sheogorath. "Those large brutes are here."
"Brutes... you're going to have to be more specific. What brutes?!" Sheogorath says. "Ah forget that! Invite them to have some tea with us!" Sheogorath says.
"Are you... are you sure? They look like they're about to tear the Shivering Isles to shreds." The man says.
"I said what I said, now go before I change my mind and make you get rid of them!" Sheogorath yells at the man, and he runs off.
"You know he probably means Molag Bal and Mehrunes Dagon by 'brutes'. You know that, right?" Sheogorath looks at at Godsbody and smiles.
"Of course I know that, demiprince." He says slowly. "I can get us out of here as easily as I got you in here. They can sit down for a few minutes without trying to tear your head off. And possibly mine, since I helped you escape. Never mind that though! Get more tea!" He says the last sentence to one of his servants.
"I seriously don't think this is a good idea... Sheogorath." Godsbody says slowly after a few moments of silence.
"There's a reason I'm called the Mad God. What I do is stuff you wouldn't do, like have a tea party with my greatest enemies. Now..." Sheogorath says slowly. "Not a word out of you until my other guests arrive. Ah ha! And here they come!" He says with a little bit too much enthusiasm.
"Sheogorath. Why did you drag us all the way out here? Give us the demiprince and we'll be on our way." Molag Bal says to the mad god. Molag and Mehrunes Dagon we're in their smaller forms. Their presence was still intimidating.
Mehrunes Dagon was muscular and had four arms. Molag Bal was skinnier, but his lizard like features made him look scarier. Mehrunes was taller then Molag.
Sheogorath gives a little bit of a laugh. "Why don't you two sit down and we can discuss that very thing! After we have some tea though. Maybe we can talk this out, come to an agreement." Godsbody sat there not knowing what to do. He couldn't possibly go over to Molag and Mehrunes, but Sheogorath seemed like he was willing to hand Godsbody over.
"I will not be traded like some object. I'm am probably the strongest demiprince, and I have the amulet of kings. You two," Godsbody looks at Molag and Mehrunes. "Are already weakened."
"As I said before, demiprince." Sheogorath says with such calm, it scared Godsbody. "I'm the god of madness... I do unpredictable things." The Mad God smiles. "Like this!"
Suddenly, portals opened below Mehrunes Dagon, Molag Bal, Godsbody and Sheogorath.
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"Here's your chance, demiprince. Do what we talked about. Banish them." Godsbody stands up after falling face first on the ground after falling though the portal. "We can do that, then we have control of who goes through or not... we can enter the mortal world while no other Daedra can." Sheogorath sounded like the devil over Godsbody's shoulder, but he ignored the Daedric prince.
Not far away, Molag and Mehrunes are on their feet and walking towards Godsbody and Sheogorath. They both looked pretty angry.
"Use the dammed amulet, Godsbody!" Sheogorath says louder. Godsbody looks around. They were somewhere on Tamriel, but Godsbody didn't recognize it. It looked similar to Vvardenfell, but there was no lava like there was in Vvardenfell.
Something was wrong though. It seemed as if Molag Bal had taken over part of the land. There were dark anchors and Daedra everywhere. "Where are we.." Godsbody asked, but he was still watching Molag Bal and Mehrunes Dagon advance on them.
"Welcome to Cyrodiil!" Sheogorath says with mock excitement. "Home of alliance wars and a full blow Molag Bal envision!" Godsbody was walking backwards as the two Daedric princes kept walking towards him and the mad god. "Now use that amulet before they catch us!" Sheogorath points at Molag and Dagon.
Godsbody had just about enough. He turns on the Mad God. "I will not use this amulet. We don't even know if your plan will work! Get us out of here or I'll get myself out of here!" Before Sheogorath could reply, a large rock flies towards them. Godsbody rolls out of the way, and Sheogorath runs out of its way.
They both look at the advancing Daedric princes. They were almost upon Godsbody and Sheogorath. "Okay, fine. You're on your own now, demiprince!" Sheogorath says with a smile and opens a portal. He walks though and disappears.
"Damned Daedric princes!" Godsbody shouts at the space Sheogorath had just been standing in. Godsbody takes a deep breath and raises his arms. Two portals open beside him, and Daedra pore out. "Distract Molag Bal and Mehrunes Dagon." He says to the Daedra, and they do as he says.
Godsbody watches the battle for a moment. The Daedra have no chance, but they're a good distraction. With a whack of his mace, half the Daedra in front of Molag Bal are sent flying.
Godsbody looks away and wraps a hand around the amulet around his neck. He feels the power within, and he knows it could make him just as powerful as a Daedric prince. By the time Godsbody looks back at the Daedric princes, he decides what he's going to do next.
Mehrunes Dagon grabs the last Daedra by his face and throws him aside like nothing. "Fool! Do you think you could out run the prince of domination!?" Molag Bal yells once they're only feet away from Godsbody.
"So far," Godsbody starts. "I have out run you." Molag Bal raises his mace to whack Godsbody with it, but Godsbody doesn't give him the chance. He holds the amulet for a moment, then uses his strong legs to launch himself into the air. He balls his fist as he falls back down, and slams it into the ground.
The next few seconds was a blur. A ripple tears though the ground. Molag and Dagon weren't expecting that, so the ripple sends them flying. They both hit the ground with a loud thud.
Godsbody turns around and runs from the Daedric princes. He stops a moment and opens a portal to his realm. Godsbody rushes in and closes it before Mehrunes and Molag can get off the ground. He was safe... for now.
