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THE FAULT IS MY OWN
She was going to be alright and that was all that mattered to him. As Murtagh flew up higher in the sky to help Galbatorix fight in the final battle he realized that he valued her life more than his own, which was strange to him because he never believed that he would value someone else's life more than his own. He honestly loved her and he knew that without her, he would have no reason to live.
As he flew up higher into the sky he saw Eragon and Galbatorix fighting and Eragon was clearly outmatched. Eragon looked worn out and he had many visible bruises while Galbatorix looked exuberant and energetic. Even though he and Eragon were not rally getting along he pitied him. He wanted to help Eragon somehow, but knew that he couldn't.
"Murtagh!" Galbatorix called to him. "Come and help me!" Even thought Murtagh was filled with reluctance and hatred for Galbatorix he followed his orders. "Stay here and fight, I must check on the army," Galbatorix instructed and then he flew down bellow the dark clouds filled with oncoming rain. Murtagh raised his arm to curse Eragon, but stopped because he knew that one more curse could very likely kill him.
"Why'd you stop?" Eragon asked weakly. "Just do it, Galby might get mad if you don't."
"Well you would very likely die if one more curse hits you and Galbatorix still wants your dragon," Murtgh said, justifying his small act of kindness.
"Wow, well that is just so damn saintlike of you," Eragon replied rudely.
"Well, if you want to die, I have no problem with that," Murtagh bluffed.
"Yes you do," Eragon replied, "because if you kill me, that would really make her angry and I bet that you really would hate that, or maybe you wouldn't care."
"What the hell are you implying?" Murtagh asked, infuriated at Eragon's insinuation.
"You know damn well what I'm saying and you can't say that I'm not completely without reason. In the past you seem to have had no problem with making her upset and that is not alright at all. But it seems to me that you were only nice to her when it was beneficial to you. You know that she deserves so much better than you, but you continue to be selfish and hurt her just to make yourself happy," he responded with venom in his voice.
"You have no idea what the hell you are talking about so just shut up!" Murtagh yelled as he raised his hand to curse Eragon, but he stopped himself. "Just be thankful that I have some self control."
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As Rinia flew over the bloody battle she would shoot arrows at any soldiers that seemed to be on Galbatorix's side but it was more difficult than she thought that it would be. You know, now would be an awesome time for you to realize that you can breathe fire! Rinia said to Treskid. Treskid let out a breath, but still no fire came out.
Sorry, I guess that I'm too cool to breathe fire. Haha, get it? Cool as in cold and it's funny because fire is-
Yes Treskid I get it. Rinia replied, her dragon's annoying sense of humor not seeming as cute as it had after the first pun.
Jeesh, sorry.
How's Eragon? Rinia asked.
Not dead, Treskid replied.
Great. Rinia replied. As she flew above the battle she wished that she could help more. Treskid, fly above the battle and, I dunno, try to scare the bad guys, I'm going to fight.
I don't know if that's such a-, but before Treskid could finish his sentence Rinia had jumped off of her dragons back and was headed towards the bulk of the battle. As soon as her feet touched the ground she unsheathed her sword and began to fight. She would hack at any soldier that came near her.Occasionally she would glance up quickly and she would see Treskid flying grandly over the battle. Sporadically, she would be able to see the outline of three dragons fighting above the clouds, but she would quickly bring her attention back to the battle on the ground. She began to lose energy, but she refused to allow herself to weaken, so she continued to fight.
All of a sudden she felt warmth on the battlefield and she looked up and she saw Treskid breathing fire and she smiled because she could not help herself from being proud. However her happy mood was abruptly ended as she felt a pain in her side. She turned around and saw a soldier of Galbatorix holding a sword that had her blood on the blade. Though she began to feel lightheaded she was able to kill the soldier, who seemed to be young with not much training. Treskid! she called out weakly in her mind and within a second her dragon landed on the ground next to her, killing a few soldiers in the process. Treskid growled at any soldier that got near the two of them and allowed Rinia to climb onto Treskid's back.
As soon as she was settled on Treskid's back, she ripped a strip of material from the bottom of her skirt and she wrapped it around her side to stop the bleeding. She rested her head on her dragon's neck and was about to close her eyes when her dragon's voice rang throughout her head, Eragon needs our help! Rinia was suddenly alert as she instructed her dragon to fly upwards.
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Murtagh circled Galbatorix and Eragon trying as much as he could to stay out of the fight, but it was nearly impossible. Galbatorix would constantly yell instructions at him and he would have to follow them. The curses that he aimed at Eragon were purposefully very weak, but the last curse had been stronger than he had attempted and he had nearly knocked Eragon off Saphira. Galbatorix had taken advantage of the situation and had instructed Shruikan breathe fire on the weakened rider and his dragon, but Murtagh had tried to diffuse the fire as much as he could without being too obvious, but he had failed.
"What was that about?" Galbatorix yelled at Murtagh who only shrugged in response. "Well next time-" Galbatorix had begun to say, but he stopped and an expression of shock crossed across his face.
"What?' Murtagh asked, but as he turned around, fear filled him. He saw a large green dragon and Rider that he recognized. The dragon flew towards Eragon and Saphira and the fear that filled his body presently was renewed with strength when he saw Galbatorix aim a curse at her. For a split second he couldn't breathe but luckily she and her dragon were able to avoid it. Obviously annoyed with Rinia's presence Galbatorix would send curse after curse her way, but she was very fast and would avoid all of them. Soon it seemed as if Eragon and Saphira had renewed their energy and they began counter attacking.
The sky soon became very dangerous and would even cause Galbatorix to worry a bit, but he never stopped fighting. Murtagh could not concentrate on anything else other than Rinia, the thought of her getting hurt or killed was too unimaginable that he had dedicated himself to protecting her, however, the events that happened next were too fast for Murtagh to even realize what was happening until it was over.
Galbatorix threw a grave curse at Eragon, distracting everyone, but it in fact missed Eragon. Then all to quickly Galbatorix threw a curse stunning Rinia's dragon and then instantly threw another one knocking her off him. Murtagh could no longer breathe and worst of all he couldn't do anything. His anger and sadness took over him and he stunned Galbatorix and Shruikan and then flew Thorn quickly down to the ground. He no longer cared about the result of the entire battle he had only cared about protecting her and he was not able to when he needed to the most and he knew that if anything happened to her, he would not be able to live with himself.
Note: I really will try to get the next chapter up as soon as I can and I want to apologize again for the long wait and I want to thank you guys who are still reading this (I know that at least two of you are). Thank you for sticking with me and sticking with this story.