King-Fall

XXI. King-Fall

"Is your throat and chest still vibrating?"

"N-no."

I thought frantically, we needed to get out of here immediately. I'm positive that we can't go down the way we came. I gripped my Paarthurnax's shoulders, "Now, repeat after me-"

"What are we doing?"

"I'm going to teach you a shout that will protect you from harm and allow us to jump down."

"What?!"

"Paarthurnax! There is no other way! Wait-"

Yes. Yes!

"I just figured something out. Still, when dangers come shout: Feim-Zii-Gron. Or any if those three words."

"F-father, I learned something while I was here." He took some scrolls out of his pocket, "These scrolls, Scrolls of Divine Intervention* can teleport us out of here."

I took one and observed it, I wasn't familiar with the scroll. I turned it this way and that, maybe I had it upside down? I was never really talented at reading magical symbols and it was a wise move to make Tolfidr the leader of the Mages College in my absence.

"Hey, Neloth? Is this safe to use?"

No response.

I sighed, "We'll each hold one, and then use them if we need them. Dur-neh-viir!"

My Thu'um opened a portal for my dragon friend from the Soul Cairin. Durnehviir turned to me, his green and purple scales shining in the green lighting of Apocrypha. Surprise was in his voice when he exclaimed,

"By Bormahu qahnaarin, this is a dark place. What meaneth this?"

"I need a short flight."

"Why didn't you call Odahviing?"

"Several reasons, and I trust you as a friend."

"Hmm, Krosis, get on."

Once we all each had a scroll of Divine Intervention all three of us clambered onto Durnehviir's neck. I looked back at Serana and my son. Serana sniffled, overwhelmed with emotion at the sight of our reunion. I gave Paarthurnax a one armed embrace and asked Serana,

"What did the Scroll show you?"

She shook her head, her eyes screaming that now wasn't the time. Was that... regret in her eyes? Regretting letting me go all those years ago? No it was something else... her secret? Hopefully she'll tell me later.

"Fly!" I yelled to the driver, "I'll tell you where to go once we're in the air!"

As if on que there was an echo of a Thu'um that shook all of Apocrypha, shouting, "Strun-Bah-Dov!"

Oblivions no, I thought before yelling, "Prepare to take evasive action!"

The dragon weaved side to side in between meteors as the sky turned yellow as red and green mixed. Altraius Morax was in the air again and yelled at us in rage,

"Mey! Nid filok oii bormah qahwahlaan! Nid! Joor-Zah-Frul!"*

That dragon just used Dragonrend...

Purple auras smashed into our ride and Durnehviir let out a cry of pain. I yelled back at my son as Altraius prepared to breath fire onto us as Durnehviir struggled to stay airborne, "Use the shout I taught you!" He did as I and Serana cast wards before the world was green flame. I tried to shout Godrend in the general direction of the flames but missed.