Within the Kolakinta Mountains Yorun stands beneath the now animated corpse of Ghairlakriar, each small movement shaking and rupturing the ground outside the barriers protecting the mountain range. Everyone supplying the barriers with magic can feel it however, like firecrackers through their very being, through their souls and yet the sharing it across several people lessens the impact. Golanier stands next to Yorun and just marvels at the undead being before him.

  "God's you have no idea how many times I dreamt of having this... Irinialis Socatarn.... while I lived" Golanier said and Yorun looked at him confused at the unknown words

  "I-Irinialis Socatarn....? What's that mean?" Yorun asked doing his best to say the words Golanier did correctly

  "One of my peoples phrases, best translation is an 'indescribably immaculate creature' which feels more than apt" Golanier said still staring in awe

  "I can see the old you being pissed I managed it when you didn't. You seem just in awe" Yorun said with a slight smile

  "And I am damn proud! HAHA! You shook the fucking world, pretty sure most of the realm can see her and the entire realm fucking heard her that's for sure! Damn I'm pretty fucking sure that lightshow may have opened small portals to other realms like she showed us her and her dragons did, fractions of seconds but other realms know of her and that is INCREDIBLE!" Golanier shouted in his amazement, riding high on the moment as his soul positively shines from within his old body, Yorun chuckles a little

  "Best damn part of this plan is that she fucking grew haha! Gods... we are never running out of material and you can make her lay down somewhere a bit more properly, never have to worry about the to be yet again statue of a corpse falling over as we take pieces from her" Golanier said with ideas flowing through his mind

  "I suppose so" Yorun said when suddenly he feels it, undead disconnecting from his soul, returning to being nothing but corpses

  "You feel that too?" Golanier said as his jubilant expression turns serious

  "The border forces... He took the bait" Yorun said

  "I'll get there first you, get our assault forces there now" Golanier said receiving only a nod from Yorun who runs off

  Golanier separates from his old body and quickly takes over one of the border undead, in a split second a human soldier cleaving a sword down at the undead is blocked and obliterated by a concentrated bit of fire to the chest with that same concentrated flame blowing a hole through the next several soldiers behind him. Golanier floats up and laughs as he sends out a powerful wave of the same fire catching a couple hundred soldiers off guard as they burn to a quick ash though this brings with it attention as Helimiral rockets into the fray attacking this surprisingly capable and vocal undead, within another split second Golanier conjures two blades exactly alike the two Helimiral primarily uses and blocks the strike however the greatswords held close together crash down and through the conjured copies splitting Golaniers borrowed body in two then immediately after just when the same blades crash into the ground a the ground beneath splits as if a great eye opened in the ground. Several undead are taken down into the ravine, never standing a chance all the while Golanier hops bodies and immediately launches into the fray with Helimiral once more, quickly locking blades with him.

  "Hello again, seems you've improved since our duel" Golanier said

  "You? I was expecting HIM to be here first, could quickly duck out so you all could focus on Hykalin" Helimiral said as he headbutt Golanier to force him back yet it does nothing

  "Speaking of, I'm going to take a crack at him. I'll return them later" Golanier said much to Helimirals confusion

  Helimiral immediately pushed Golanier back and just as he swing for him with one of the blades Golanier smirked reaching his hand out and within a moment the engraved words on the greatswords glowed before the greatswords flew to Golaniers hands replacing the conjured copies. Helimiral had only a second to give a frustrated glare to Golanier before Golanier swung the blades directly into the left side of Helimiral sending him flying across the battlefield and crashing down into the ground landing on several soldiers as his body was dragged across the ground by the momentum not only crushing the soldiers but flattening them and having their bodies paint the ground he crashed along. Hykalin had been watching and draws his blade as he flies over, Golanier looks at him.

  "So you are Hykalin, the middle brother, you know the one I'm connected to killed your eldest brother. Doesn't bother you at all?" Golanier asked with a smirk

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  "Honaril is inconsequential, you threaten the empire, that is all that matters to me" Hykalin said getting a chuckle from Golanier

  "How heartless for family, let's see if your heart is in it for the fight" Golanier said

  Golanier immediately launched forward towards Hykalin swinging the greatswords with practiced ferocity putting Hykalin on the backfoot if only for a moment before Hykalin while dodging the swings quickly makes a glacier of ice form from the ground to the air where they fight and the second the ice spikes on that glacier touch Golanier and piece the undead skin, the wound collapses then explodes outwards destroying the body entirely. Golaniers soul appears before Hykalin grabbing the blades again and striking with them, Hykalin blocks that strike even as the shockwave of that same strike radiates out into the air around them.

  "Just a soul, so much known and yet so little. I'll assume you're the last one, the one who these countermeasures were made for. You match the description in the war vaults records" Hykalin said

  "I'm touched to be recognised" Golanier said with a smirk

  "You will be" Hykalin said

  Hykalin while Golanier is trying to piece together his meaning reaches out and touches a hand to the soul of Golanier, this surprises Golanier who knows this should not be done, Hykalin however presses the advance and within a second all that is Golanier feels like an inferno. Golanier feels a pain he has seldom felt, soul wrenching pain and as the pain distracts him Hykalin goes for the kill yet Golanier pushes him away as hard as he can with every piece of magic he can, he almost regrets the action immediately as he feels his soul almost tear itself to shreds as the magic flows forth. Hykalin takes no chance to watch or gloat just making ice spikes which he throws telekinetically at Golanier. Just as that happens however Yorun teleports in between them and destroys the ice spikes with the Scythe of Raeknar. Immediately Golanier disappears, his soul housing himself away in it's connection to Yorun, Yorun then creates an aura of death around the balltfield where beneath them thousands of soldiers begin to drop dead immediately and then rise again to fight their living brethren.

  "You are finally here" Hykalin said

  "And I see you" Yorun said

  "The threat to the empire, the threat with a superweapon above our heads" Hykalin said as he motioned upward to Ghairlakriars gaze

  "You truly only care for the empire don't you? You care not for it's people nor even your own family. Just the empire itself? I may despise your family but I'd at least see some honour in fighting for them but not the empire itself" Yorun said

  "The empire will stand long after we are both gone and it has been here for several thousand years before we came to be, why not fight for it? Those of the future will care not for the people of today" Hykalin said

  "We end this here then, decide upon the fate that befalls the empire past today" Yorun said as the scythe lit up with black flames

  "That we will" Hykalin said

  A chosen and an ordinary mortal man face each other, in unison they speed towards one another yet as they collide they test each others strength and they feel they are even. As the main assault army of the undead appear to fight back the invaders of their territory that battle fades from the minds of the two leaders, what sounds like thunder crackles across the sky yet it is nothing but the collisions of their weapons, Hykalin knows the armour his opponent wears is the biggest obstacle so he needs his own advantage. Hykalin rockets off to the ocean, Yorun follows right behind shooting fireballs at Hykalin who is forced to block or redirect them until they reach the ocean. Hykalin hovers just above the water, his armour toes touching the water ever so slightly. Yorun stops in front of him.

  "The ocean? What's your game here Hykalin? See if the great god Nayhram will aid you?" Yorun asked

  "They would not favour me over a lowborn farmer but they will not stop what I will do as it technically doesn't go against them" Hykalin said

  Hykalin then emitted a bright whiteness, Yorun expected pure light magic gifted from Heltior yet the cold hit him and as the whiteness faded a chill ran through the air and Yorun saw endless ice stretching out to the horizon instead of the boundless water that the ice had just been. Just as Yorun is about to move to attack once more he immediately flies to his right as the once near flat ice begins to shoot up, becoming an endless glacial range of spikes that is ever expanding, he can't stop moving lest he be hit by the ice and given what happened in Ghilantriaz he doesn't want to be hit to much however he isn't quick enough to react in some turns as he feels his sabatons, right pauldron and left gauntlet begin to heat up. Yorun reacts quickly by using his magics to force them off and he throws them towards Hykalin forcing them to explode in close proximity to eachother and him, he uses magic to shield himself however Yorun flies through the smoke created from the explosions and slashes through the barrier and into Hykalins side though Hykalin won't go so easily as the ice beneath Yorun immediately shoots up and stabs into his legs, left arm and right shoulder. Both men yell in pain and immediately fall to the ice though Yorun is held up by the ice stabbing into him yet he feels a fire rushing through his veins and its unclear to him whether its the cold feeling hot or the magic Hykalin was using on the armour beforehand.

  "Argh... This ice, how much... is there?" Yorun groaned out the question

  "A third.... Of the worlds water is currently ice..." Hykalin groaned an answer back

  "Impressive... Your forces... are outnumbered. We're both hurt and your brother.... is on our side... Surrender or you get no last chances" Yorun said through the pain

  "I'll surrender... But know that my loyalty is absolute... I will escape and I will kill you unless ordered otherwise" Hykalin said as he feels the black flames burning within him

  "That's acceptable" Yorun said as both men fell unconscious on the ice

  Both men have fought technically harder battles and yet this one hurt them faster more unpreparedly, the forced fight hurting both of them even with it being the optimal outcome as Yoruns allies soon enough get there and take the two men back to the fortress. Yorun is laid in his room to rest while being healed while Hykalin is forced into a cell while being healed. Yorun's soul almost walks the Wayrest yet it stubbornly refuses as the quick resolution bears both good tidings and a lurking threat within their own base...