==Underground Temple, Saudi Arabia==

The last time Raylan had been in the Underground Temple was during an Al Qaeda raid a few months back. During that time, he had very little time to actually appreciate the artwork and sculpture that the wyrms had created for their home. After thousands of years of being under attack and ruination, the place still seemed to hold its ground and its wall paintings still retained color. Everything was so delicate and beautiful.

However, Raylan could not be distracted. He still had a mission to complete which would also decide the fate of his teammates and the rest of the human race. If he wasn't able to find J in time, Exo would unleash nuclear hell on the planet. He was almost sure that Exo wasn't in the Underground Temple, so he had to take advantage of the moment.

Raylan snuck his way through a narrow corridor in which the walls were lined by torches. The area looked like it had been attacked several times, but it was still in its full functional capacity. Eventually, he was able to reach a stone door at the end of the corridor. Seeing as it had no doorknob or bar, he would have to knock it down. While he wasn't sure tha the had the energy to do so, he had no other choice. He took a few steps back and lunged himself at the door, destroying the barrier.

This next room was a large stairwell leading down. The stairs funneled down all the way until the end, where another stone door existed. Knowing that he couldn't waste time and energy running down the stairs, he instead leaped all the way from the top to the bottom. With all the power in him, he forcefully kicked the stone door down, opening the next room.

The room at the end of the door was colored a deep navy blue and was immersed in mist. Raylan knew that the mist was a sure sign of water, which must have meant that this room served a purpose. He kept walking through the room until he found a shallow pond. Feeling thirsty, he knelt to drink some until he was knocked off his feet by a painful hit.

"Don't drink that water!" he heard a familiar voice hiss.

"Show yourself!" Raylan cried out.

"It's me!" Exo's servant who destroyed half of Palisade stepped out from the shadows.

"You! I should split your head in half, right now." Raylan intimidated.

"Listen, I understand that we had a rough first meeting, but I'm here to help this time."

"What do you mean?"

"Exo treats me like dirt and only now do I understand that he means nothing but harm for everyone. His selfishness is slowly driving us away."

"Why should I trust you for what you've done in the past?" Raylan asked cautiously.

"I can't force you to trust me, but I ask that you give me a chance."

"Then why did you tackle me a minute ago?"

"I didn't want you to drink the water." the servant explained. "It's used as a coolant for the entire place and is filled with synthetic chemicals. Drinking it would surely result in death."

The servant walked over to the pool of water and tried holding some in his hand. He walked over to Raylan and showed him that it was very murky and had traces of sludge in it.

"Oh, well, thanks." Raylan scratched his head. "But I still don't fully trust you."

"I respect your decision."

"Why? Shouldn't you be trying to kill me right now?"

"No, I told you that I mean no harm."

"I guess I can kinda trust you, then." Raylan admitted. "After all, you're the only person I can trust at the moment."

"Good, we are at a mutual agreement." the servant said as he shook Raylan's hand. "What is your name, Dovahkiin?"

"My name is Raylan. What about yours?"

"They call me Nahkriin. It means 'vengeance'."

"Nice to meet you, Nahkriin...again." Raylan nodded. "So, let's get straight to business. What is Exo's plan."

"He plans to overload the nuclear reactors in former Soviet Russia to scare the U.S. into thinking that Cold War II had begun. By doing that, he will have both countries bombing the hell out of each other. Then, when the planet weakens, he slays the rest of the humans himself."

"Wow, that's actually a genius plan."

"And we have to stop him!" Nahkriin exclaimed. "He plans on killing some of the weaker wyrms - such as me - off so he can create a master race."

"Oh, that doesn't sound too good."

"It isn't."

"But you know what? I may be onto a plan."

"What kind of plan?" Nahkriin asked.

"Do you know where Call of Valor is?"

"As a matter of fact, I do."

"Excellent, lead the way."


Raylan followed Nahkriin through the depths of the Underground Temple for quite a few hours. Luckily, they didn't run into any sort of conflict with other wyrms and practically traveled undetected. Finally, Nahkriin led Raylan to an illuminated room filled with floating orbs. At the end of the room was an ancient door with the image of a dragon engraved on it.

"Through this door is the Dragon Chapel." Nahkriin said.

"How do I open it?" Raylan asked, looking around for some sort of doorknob. "I can't seem to find any way of entrance."

"To be honest, I don't know."

"Are you serious?"

"I really don't know how to open the door. Only the Dovahkiin knows how to do that." Nahkriin explained.

"Fuck."

"I remember Exo saying that there was a power that only the Dovahkiin possessed."

"Wait a minute...maybe I can shout my way through this door!" Raylan realized.

"What do you mean?"

"Stand back."

Raylan instructed Nahkriin to step away from him. Raylan backed away from the door and took a few deep breaths before finally opening his mouth wide.

"Fus ro dah!" Raylan roared, bursting the door open.

"You did it!" Nahkriin exclaimed.

"Now let's go in." Raylan walked towards the door.

"I'm not allowed to."

"What do you mean?"

"The power of the Dragon Chapel is too much for an ordinary being to comprehend. Only the Dovahkiin can enter without being completely obliterated by its life force."

"That makes no sense, but whatever." Raylan said as he walked through the door.


==Dragon Chapel, Underground Temple, Saudi Arabia==

When Raylan walked into the Dragon Chapel, the door recreated itself in its place, locking him inside. He marveled at the elegance of the room. It looked like the interior of any ordinary chapel, but with large statues and busts of dragons lining up the walls.

Raylan spotted the word wall for Call of Valor all the way in the back of the room. He slowly walked over to it and read each word carefully.

"Hero - Champion - Legend." Raylan translated. "Hun kaal zoor."

Raylan absorbed the power of the word wall and looked around the room. He looked up to the sky and opened his mouth wide.

"Hun kaal zoor!" he roared.

The chapel started to shake and Raylan tumbled to the ground out of a loss of balance. A sharp pain rang through his head and he clutched it while lying on the ground.

That's when he heard the voice.

"Dovahkiin..." a weak voice echoed.

"Who...who is that?" Raylan asked as he stood up.

"I am the one you have slain." the voice echoed again.

"J? Is that you?"

"You have guessed correctly." J said as he started to take the form as a hooded figure in front of Raylan. "What is it that you seek?"

"That was really anticlimactic..." Raylan mumbled. "Anyways, I have a few questions."

"Ask away."

"What was your plan to kill Exo?" Raylan asked. "I know you had one, and I need to know what it is."

"Wait, you don't know what the plan was?" J asked back.

"No, I don't know."

"My plan was you."

"Huh?"

"I created you to defeat Exo." J chuckled. "You were my creation with ultimately turned on me."

"I know that I turned on you. But what do you mean that I'm your plan?" Raylan asked.

"By that, I mean that you are the only other person strong enough to take him on in a fight."

"You mean I have to go head-to-head against him?"

"Precisely."

"And I thought your entrance was the only anticlimactic thing about this..." Raylan mumbled.

"But, there's a catch." J stated.

"And what may that be?"

"Exo is nearly invincible, meaning that you cannot defeat him by normal means."

"But didn't you just say that I had to take him head-to-head? You're not making much sense..."

"You do have to take him head-to-head, but you need special assistance."

"What kind of assistance?"

"Shout to the word wall." J pointed to the word wall for Call of Valor.

"What's that going to do?" Raylan asked.

"Just do it."

Raylan sighed and walked over to the word wall. He took a deep breath as he shouted "Hun kaal zoor" for the second time. He waited patiently for something to show up.

"There's nothing showing up." he said as he turned around to face J.

"I'm right here." a familiar female voice echoed.

"Isabelle? Is that you?" Raylan asked as he turned around to face her spirit.

"It's pronounced Isus. I liked Isabelle better, though." Isus stated.

"Wow, you haven't aged a bit."

"Yeah, I don't think death allows you to age..." Isus replied sarcastically. "I hear you needed some help."

"I do, but I'm not sure what kind of help I need."

"He needs that power." J poked in.

"Oh." Isus answered. "I think I can give that to you now."

"Can you really?" Raylan asked. "That would be pretty sweet.

"Yeah, but I need you to morph into Supremus." Isus instructed.

"Supremus...wait a minute! How the hell have I forgotten about that power?"

"Ten years tends to get to the brain." Isus chuckled.

"I can't believe I forgot I could do that. I was so mysterious and powerful like that." Raylan facepalmed.

"Do you remember how to call it out?" Isus asked.

"Yeah, but it's corny as hell." Raylan reminisced. "Is there another, less cornier way of summoning that power?"

"No, you're going to have to deal with the painful cliché of British English."

"Fuck." Raylan muttered. "Supremus, I summon thee!" he chanted.

When he relaxed, the gold and silver armor started to materialize around his body. As his transformation finally finished, he wiggled his fingers and moved his limbs to regain the feeling of being in the armor once again.

"This feels great!" Raylan exclaimed.

Isus smiled and created a glowing white orb of light in her hands. She chanted something under her breath and plunged it into Raylan's chest.

"What was that?" Raylan asked.

"Give it a minute to set in, it feels weird at the start." Isus explained.

"Ugh, I feel all dizzy." Raylan complained.

"You'll be fine."

"What did you just give me?"

"I gave you what you needed to defeat Exo."

"What is it?"

"It's just a really powerful strength potion."

"Wait...that's it?" Raylan asked. "A strength potion? So, you're saying that I could have just chugged a can of Monster and called it a day?"

"No, I'm not saying that, and there are two reasons why you can't just chug Monster. One: Energy drinks are terrible for you. Two: Only the strength potion can give you enough stable power to defeat Exo."

"So, that's it? You're not coming along with me to help me out or something?"

"Oh, we'll be coming with you. We can't really fight, though, since we're...ghosts."

"Yeah, I think I get that." Raylan scratched his head. "So, how do we get out of here?"

"We've got a spell, just follow our lead."