I Received System to Become Dragonborn

Chapter 651 Too Soon

On the other side of the mountain, the figure who clad in a jet-black coat stood in eerie silence. The man's face that is pale and sharp was illuminated faintly by the glow of the massive black skeleton before him. Tendrils of black mist oozed from the skeletal remains, coiling and writhing as they were pulled into his body. The man's cold gaze sharpened and his brows furrowing as he understand the situation.

His hands clenched at his sides as a flicker of irritation crossed his face that usually cold without emotion. He could feel the presence of the Dragonborn that should have been leagues away for now. Yet they are here.

"How did they find us so quickly?" he muttered with low and grating voice.

The air around him grew colder as his absorption of the black mist quickened. His breath came out in even puffs of misty vapor, betraying his calm exterior. The task was urgent now and no room for delays.

Then it hit him.

His head snapped back, eyes widening with sudden realization. The sharp sting of loss and failure pierced his consciousness. Caelit was dead. The connection that linked their powers was severed like a snapped chain.

The man gritted his teeth and anger and frustration swirling in his chest. His absorption intensified as if his body were a vessel desperate to contain more power, heedless of the toll it took. He need to force the absorbtion to be faster.

"Thalrok's gone... and now Caelith," he hissed through clenched teeth, his cold demeanor cracking. He can't be calm anymore.

The black mist surged violently into his body making him trembling under the strain. He couldn't afford to mourn; the only thing that mattered now was retaliation to avenge his fallen friends.

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Back on Erend's side, the battlefield was silent but for the faint crackle of residual electricity in the air. Caelith lay broken in the center of a massive crater. The avatar of mist and fury was now a pale and crushed figure on the ground.

But Eccar dodged and weaved with unrelenting precision. His claws cut through the relentless onslaught of foliage with ease. And his scales though full of graze is still not penetrated.

"COME ON!" Eccar taunted, his deep voice booming across the battlefield. His eyes gleamed with the confidence of a predator that wanting more thrill of the battle.

Lysandris snarled, frustration bubbling to the surface. She hissed and raised her hands, and the earth trembled as a massive tree sprouted beneath her feet, lifting her high into the air. From her vantage point she commanded an army of plant life to converge on Eccar, a tide of green fury descending upon him.

Eccar didn't flinch. He charged forward, his claws cutting a blazing path through the living forest. His movements were fast despite all of that obstacles. Every swing of his clawes cutting vines and branches before they could totally reach him.

Despite her relentless attacks, Lysandris's power lacked the overwhelming force she had displayed at the start of the battle. Eccar could sense it, she hadn't fully absorbed the energy of the emerald skeleton. Her attacks were powerful but lacked because of the incomplete transformation.

With a powerful leap, Eccar closed the distance between them, his claws glowing brighter with Magic energy. Lysandris raised her arms, summoning a wall of vines thick enough to block his path. But Eccar's claws cleaved through it after few slashes, the force of his strike hitting the vines sending shockwaves through the battlefield.

Lysandris stumbled backward, her footing faltering on the tree platform. Her breathing was labored and beads of sweat lined her brow. She was running out of options and she knew it.

Eccar landed before her, his towering form casting a shadow over her trembling figure. He pointed his claws at her chest, its glow illuminating her angry and tired face.

Lysandris's eyes darting toward the distant emerald skeleton. It pulsed faintly with its power just out of reach. She clenched her fists.

Before she could decide on what she needed to do, Eccar lunged, his sword descending at her. Lysandris screamed, her voice echoing through the battlefield as the claw shreded her body.

Then Eccar proceed to destroy the skeleton.

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