As we read over the note, we both feel our blood boil. You calm yourself and take the kids and when I don't follow you touch my shoulder. When I turn your blood turns to ice.
"What...."
I shrug your hand off and you watch my eyes turn blood red. Rage clear across my face.
"They die.... no other solution."
You just nod and watch as I walk from our home. It takes me a couple of months to find out where the general was and to track him down. When I walk up to him, he smiles as if he won.
"So, you decided to join us? good."
It takes only an instant for his second in command to understand that feeling in the room as pure fear. My hands lash out and black flames pour from them. I coat the room as I walk backwards out of the now burning war room. I walk through each room making sure to torch all of them. No escape. I sit at the exit a spell fully prepared in my hands. The general and his second fall to the floor badly burnt in front of me.
"Who... why...."
I glare and snap my unoccupied hand, which starts a new spell. The hand that snapped turns to butterflies. A slow disintegrating effect as I speak.
"You threatened my love and my children. You and that other warmonger will be fed to the Daedra. Ultima magika.... fallen down."
As I finish speaking a white light crushes down on my enemies. The butterflies reconverge and I walk forward as if I didn't just cast a spell designed to obliterate whole towns.
"Ulfric... your last days are now."
