Everyone spun around to face the creepy skeleton in shock, even Nightmare.
"How did you know?!" He demanded.
Horror tilted his skull, looking thoughtful.
"I don't really know. I just... smelled it on him? I felt it. Ever since we learned about the Wyr-Forsworn, I kept thinkin' of Murtaugh every time Morzan was mentioned. Except it felt sad. Y'know? I figured it out pretty easily after the other clues came out." He shrugged, his eyelight flickering to silver briefly before going back to blood red. "I told ya, Boss, I can feel his past carving out his future."Eragon was backing away from Murtaugh slowly, the skeletons heard distant crashing as Saphira hurtled towards them. "You knew?" He glanced at Murtaugh. "You are his heir?"
The other screamed in anguish. "I didn't choose this!!" He ripped off his shirt, clawing desperately. "Look!" He pleaded, showing off his back. There was an ugly white scar there, stretching from his right shoulder to left hip. Some of the group hissed at the pain that he must have endured.
Murtaugh began talking, fast and desperate. "See that? I was only three when I got it. During one of his drunken rages, Morzan threw his sword at me as I ran by. My back was laid open by the very sword you now carry, Eragon. The only thing I expected to receive as inheritance, until Brom stole it from my father's corpse. I was lucky, I suppose- there was a healer nearby who kept me from dying. You must understand, I don't love the Empire or the king. I have no allegiance to them, nor do I mean you harm!" He was frantic, spit flying as he rushed out the words.
Eragon lifted his hand from Zar'roc, unsettled. "Then your father..." His voice broke. "was killed by..."
"Yes, Brom." He put his tunic back on, looking dead inside. Horror twitched as he stared hard at the human, then at Eragon, one hand reaching up to grip his broken skull as he zoned out thoughtfully. Nightmare was on edge, sensing the other's mind swirling mysteriously as though something was... awakening...? bonding? It unnerved him that he couldn't tell what it was.They were all on foot, trotting briskly as a horn sounded worryingly close behind them. Eragon made arguments with Murtaugh about what he could be actually there for until Nightmare cut him off sharply. "Stop."
"He's telling the truth." Dust told him.
"How can you tell?" Eragon hissed back.
"Because Judgement." He answered simply.
Killer walked beside him. "We're Judges. And we've been made bad guys because of stuff we can't control. Murtaugh should consider himself lucky."
"He still has a chance to make his own decisions and path." Cross finished, his face stony.Eragon didn't argue with that.
They arrived out in the open, the lake Kóstha-mérna filling the valley. They made their way around the beach to the waterfall, slipping on the slimy pebbles.
Then, Error hissed. "They're here!"True enough, Urgals were flowing out of the forest behind them, pointing at Saphira and the skeletons. Dragon growled, as did Horror, while the rest readied themselves and to arrive at the waterfall.
"Run!" Murtaugh cried, taking off as Eragon drew Zar'roc and followed. Blueberry jumped up and went after them, intent on protecting the humans.
The rest of the company faced the incoming horde as the Kull filed down the beach.Saphira dove underwater, disappearing into the depths as Dust, Killer and Error teleported to the other side of the lake, the whole team preparing to fend off the army.
Blue and the humans made it to the cliff, Eragon pounding with a stone on the rock face and shouting the entrance code desperately.
Nightmare snarled at the Kull as they came within reach, he began impaling them left and right while Cross and Horror cut them down, XChara appearing briefly to snarl and distract the enemy. They were a menace to the Urgals, until Nightmare shrieked as a well-placed blow sliced off one of his tentacles, the appendage dissolving as soon as it fell away.

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