Two Graves - The Song of Nephiah and Brelyna

Chapter 25: Made You Smile

Brelyna arrived behind her warrior who turned and looked her in the eyes. "Fire." Brelyna nodded and raised her hand towards the necromancer. Nephiah pulled her close by the hip, looked her in the eye a moment and began to kiss her passionately. A flash emanated from Brelyna's palm, a bright ray of fire shot towards Wuunferth at tremendous speed. He brought his ward up and let the flames wash over it. He visibly had trouble blocking it, he had crossed his arms in front of his face, it seemed to require his full concentration. Still hovering in the air, he was pushed back from the force of the continuing spell. He clenched his teeth and made fists, concentrating even harder. He hovered to the side, trying to get out of harm's way, but the fire followed his every move. He began to push forward, towards the fire. Nephiah moved her head back and turned to check on their target. Upon noticing his approach, she looked back at her mage. "He is closing in." "M-hm?" Brelyna answered, smiling at her, not a trace of uncertainty on her face, intense fire still erupting from her hand. "Less talking, more kissing." One side of Nephiah's mouth rose ever so slightly. Their lips met again.

A bright yellow pulse shot through the ray of fire. As it hit Wuunferth, his ward faltered, he was flung through the air and landed in the snow a few meters back. The Dunmer turned and began to run to him. Nephiah was ready to run her sword through his heart and put an end to it. Again, Wuunferth shot into the sky, stopping at about five meters above ground. "Fascinating.", he said, smoke rising from his robe. "I better keep you separated." He stuck his hands out to them. As his fist closed, Brelyna was lifted off the ground. Her flight path matched his hand as he quickly moved it to his side. She was catapulted through the air and landed in the snow on the far end of the field. Nephiah's eyes followed her in shock. With little hesitation she stuck her foot beneath a Draugr sword on the ground, threw it up to catch it, turned on her own axis and hurled it at him. He quickly closed a fist, his telekinesis caught it in the air. He gestured further, making the sword reverse course. He reopened the fist, making the blade shoot at Nephiah. It gave off little yellow sparks as it was deflected on Nephiah's armored forearm which she had instantly raised in defense. "This isn't what I had in mind for you but you are obnoxiously persistent." He raised both hands to shoulder height, the earth began to shake and rumble. The tremors caused Nephiah to almost lose her balance.

Brelyna pushed herself out of the snow and looked around till she found the two of them in the distance. She began to feel the ground shaking as well. "Oh no... not again!" She got to her feet and charged a fire ball. At this distance her aim wasn't too good but maybe she could distract him. Wuunferth didn't react to the fireball that passed a good deal behind him. Nephiah looked to where it came from and spotted her mage across the field. She made a hand motion for her to come over, then began to run towards her. Brelyna started to run as well. The ground broke open all over the field, legions dead rose yet again. "Ancient Nords killed each other in the thousands on this field, my child. So do try to enjoy yourself."

They stopped running as dozens of Draugr got to their feet between them. "Stay there!" Nephiah yelled and readied her sword. The ebony blade cut through the air with a high pitched swish. "I'll come for you!" The body lying at her feet was one of the Telvanni soldiers. His sword was of Elven design, she quickly picked it up with her left. Not having to fight with rusted blades that were buried for a thousand years would certainly help. Without hesitation she sliced the two Draugr closest to her apart. The horde turned to look at her, another eerie moment of silence passed. "Nephiah?!" Her love's call for help lit the fire inside her, dark rage settled on her face. She stopped seeing a terrifying army of risen corpses, they were all just future victims of her fury. Woe betide the creature standing between her and her mage. She rotated the swords on her wrists.