Within the war camp of Hykalin the first thing they see is a shadow growing over the camp and the lands as far as they can see as if the sun was being eclipsed, as everyone in the camp looked up they saw the sky filled with a dragons head, more of the front of the face visible to them than what Yorun and his group could see directly below but then the shaking began. Everyone in the camp was shaken to the ground as the world shook then the loudest sound they had ever heard hit them for only a moment before their ears burst and they all went deaf in an instant, the sound waves still shook their very bones all the same, their brains bashing against their skulls while their bones twisted and vibrated as well as their eyes began to almost vibrate making their vision difficult before the sound itself threw them all across the ground into walls, tents or other implements in the camp, then from the ground they all saw the sky ignite with a cascading wave of green fire. Hykalin tried to get up and failing that he tried to focus his mind enough to protect himself and his soldiers which after several agonising minutes he manages to make a barrier around just himself stopping the shaking of the ground beneath himself as well as stopping the sound from coming in, he breathes heavily.
"Fuck I can still feel every piece of me vibrating..." Hykalin said as his hearing was slowly returning and his eyesight returned to normal
With the safety he has for himself he quickly expands the barrier to cover the entire camp calming soldier after soldier. Hykalin looks up at the blazing sky then at the dragon this all originated from before looking into the distance away from it.
"I wonder how the capital fares?" Hykalin thought to himself
Minutes prior to the roar that shook the world the capital city of Jurgehal was peaceful even in it's preparations for war for when the dreaded necromancer comes to the city though the people have faith in Prince Hykalin none more so than the Emperor Durinkal who stands on one of the many balconies of the glimmering palace he calls home. A servant is just bringing a plate of food and a glass of wine out and placing it on a small table next to the chair Durinkal goes to rest on.
"Will that be all your majesty?" The Servant asked
"For now yes, thank you" Emperor Durinkal said
The servant bowed and walked away leaving Durinkal sitting out on the balcony, he looks over the city as he picks up the wine glass taking a sip of it, he admires the city and its surrounding lands even after all the years of ruling he revels in the knowledge that it's all his. Though the thought of the necromancer threatening his rule invades his mind and he nearly crushes the glass in his hand annoyed at the entire thing looking down at the glass with anger though he quickly calms having faith in Hykalin yet as he looks forward and out to the horizon again his eyes begin to widen as he sees the entire horizon begin to fill with the head of a giant dragon and slowly the sun gets eclipsed. Durinkal immediately gets up dropping his glass yet before he can say anything the dragons mouth opens and Durinkal hears the split second roar before his ears pop immediately going deaf from the noise, he yells in pain but he can't hear it and the shaking rocks the castle as well as the entire city, Durinkal loathes it but he is brought to his knees then fully onto the ground laying in the pain where he sees the sky ignite in green flames. Durinkal sees the plate of food crash to the ground and he realises that everything will crumble if nothing is done, despite his power he was not the type to easily generate a barrier for himself or the city against such a large dragon roar so he crawled agonisingly to the throne room them clamoured onto the throne. Immediately upon sitting on the throne his souls magic was sucked into the throne generating a barrier around him that gradually grows outward soon enough engulfing the castle then the city after only moments and Emperor Durinkal sits back against the throne and breathes heavily.
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"Gods...! That bastard... He raised that infernal dragons corpse!" Durinkal shouted to himself as his hearing was still recovering
Helimiral shambles into the throne room, having been down in the city he had taken the brunt of the roar for longer than the Emperor had, he's still shaking it off as he kneels to Durinkal which comes easier than standing right now.
"...Father!" Helimiral shouted
"Helimiral!? How fares the city my son!?" Durinkal shouted the question, easier for both of them to understand
"With the extra time we put into working on the city the walls are fine, the defences are fine but several buildings throughout the city have been damaged or flat out crumbled under the strain of the shaking ground. Every window throughout the city shattered as well, then there's the people who are all angry or panicked, some even died either from the strain on their bodies or from when being brought to the ground by the shaking some snapped their necks against different objects and then there's the ones who died from the shattering glass..." Helimiral reported, shocked by the situation as a whole and slightly impressed
Durinkal groans and looks up placing his hands over his face.
"That bastard... he was never meant to do that, it'd cause too many problems, too many could die. Raeknar can't be allowing him to use the dragon as a weapon... can he? If he did then we'd be wiped off the map when that thing is ready... Gods we're done for if he isn't dealt with now!" Durinkal shouted as his realisation comes together
"Father you can't truly believe he will do it right?" Helimiral asked with his hearing now returning properly
"I am NOT taking that chance, come here Helimiral" Durinkal said
Helimiral raises his eyebrow and gets up shambling over, Durinkal grabs his head quickly and a glowing hand shape appears in it's place, Helimiral feels the same increase in his magic and physical strength as his soul opens further, allowing his magic to spread out more than it would previously.
"Father? Why give this boost me?" Helimiral said
"Because, Hykalin has had more than enough time to figure out a way to kill Raeknar's Chosen. So you will go to him and give him the order to kill him IMMEDIATELY and you will JOIN him to ensure it happens. Both of you attacking will guarantee his demise and send his soul straight to his god" Durinkal said
"You're sure this is the wisest course father?" Helimiral asked
"I have said my piece, you have your orders. Follow them Helimiral and take out that bastard before theres a hole in the world the shape of our empire!" Durinkal shouted
Helimiral bows his head and gets up walking out, he had hoped to avoid fighting directly alongside his brother since he knew he'd have to turn around and fight against him but now he has little choice, Helimiral looks out at the panicked city through one of the shattered palace windows then goes to his personal armoury grabbing his blades and floating them all around him as he teleports all of his armour on before teleporting across the lands to his brothers camp. Hykalin immediately senses him and walks over.
"Helimiral? Why're you here?" Hykalin asked
"Father is panicked, the capital is panicked, we have new orders. Take out the necromancer immediately, together" Helimiral said getting a sigh in response as both of them looked up at the giant dragons face covering the sky
"Very well" Hykalin said
Both brothers stood there infront of the daunting task knowing the next fight would likely be their last or so Hykalin thought at least, Helimiral knew he would live, though he hoped Hykalin would as well he did not know at this moment what the battle would bring or if the dragon he looks at would be unleashed...
