To Helgrind!

"Brisingr!"

The blade flew at the Ra'zac like lightning, but time seemed to slow down for Eragon. He watched as the crude sword burst into dark oceanic green flames and homed in on the Ra'zac who had spoken, the Ra'zac who was standing but a few meters in front of him. Suddenly he remembered his first time in Yazuac, he had enchanted the arrows he launched at his urgal foe and quite by accident caused a huge explosion of magical power.

"Barzul!" He cursed realising at once what was going to happen, and he launched himself into the air with all his power, flying as high and far away as he possibly could.

Boom!

The explosion carried him a few more feet where he came to rest in a heap upon the ground, unharmed but unnerved. Looking up he saw the glade in ruins, small patches of emerald flame scattered about the place. The larger Ra'zac was in a smouldering pile of twisted ash on the ground, and another smaller heap of ash was sprinkled around the white hot sword, embedded in the earth.

"Eragon…" he twisted sharply as he heard his name, Roran was laying spread eagled on his back, eyes clouded over.

"Roran! Are you-"

"Eragon, we have little time. Leave me be and help Saphira, only you two can rescue Katrina now."

Eragon gulped, tears clouding his eyes as Roran slipped into unconsciousness.

Reality struck at him like the Ra'zac's twisted blades, Saphira!

Looking up he saw her hovering in mid-air, blasting jets of flame at the Lethrblaka who circled her like birds of prey, snapping at her tail and wings ruthlessly the moment she turned her back.

Saphira, fly low I'll distract them with magic.

In answer she swooped low soaring over his head, the two Lethrblaka following close behind.

"Jierda!" He cried, smiling in satisfaction as the thin membrane of a taloned wing snapped brutally, causing the effected Lethrblaka to spiral towards the ground, letting out an ear splitting screech as a jet of crimson fire met it mid-fall. With a snarl of pure rage the second beast flew straight at him, instantly wiping the smile off his face.

Delving into his mind he sought out the twelve death words seeking to end the demons life with the energy of lifting a pencil. As he sought out the crucial pressure points and arteries over its fast approaching body however he realised how very different its structure was compared to any human or animal he had ever seen, with a sinking heart he thought back to Oromis' lessons, the Ra'zac and their steeds were designed to be the perfect hunters of humans, he would have to resort to more crude methods. Summoning up the image of a broken neck he spoke out once again.

"Jierda."

The beast was seconds away from reaching him yet all he achieved was to fall to his knees from the huge amount of effort. While the Lethrblaka's wings were thin and brittle the bones in its neck and spine were immensely strong and magically resistant, it would take more energy than he had to break them…

A gaping black hole filled his vision as the beasts huge mouth snapped open, closing over him as the foul stench choked him blind.

SNAP

The surrounding darkness was replaced by stunning sapphire blue as Saphira swooped in, her razor jaws slicing into the Lethrblaka's neck and ripping it clean off inches before Eragon's face, showering him with dark blood.

"You're late…" He whispered before blacking out.

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When Eragon came-to he was sprawled on the floor of the glade, lying next to Roran who was looking thoroughly battered and beaten but still alive.

Welcome back little one, I was worried I had arrived too late… The guilt and remorse in Saphira's voice stabbed at his heart.

You're timing was perfect Saphira, I should be sorry- instead of sticking to the basics I attempted magic too ambitious. Where it not for you it would have cost me my life.

She smiled gratefully and nuzzled his neck.

Roran will be fine with the horses, if you have the energy we should leave for Helgrind now.

Aye we've had our vengeance at a large cost, but Roran would never forgive us if we left Katrina now… To Helgrind.

A/N – Sorry about the length of this chapter. But the last one tired me out lol and I felt it better to split the Helgrind deal into two smaller sections instead of one huge one. I'm on holiday for about the next 5 days so there will be a short while till my next post.

The next chapter will take a short interlude from the main plot and will focus on Zarin and Galbatorix. As usual please Read and Review.

Grogins