Powerful Gifts

by:Novicewriter

Well, I am giving off 1 or more clues to what the gift is in this chapter. Yay!!!!!!!!!

In the dungeon

"Murtagh, is there just this one wall between the dungeon and the outside?" questioned Eragon

"Ya, I think so."

"Than, I have an idea, I am going to make the wall weak enough so Saphira and Thorn can break through."

"Okay, have you ever done this before?"

"Um... no, but it can be that hard."

"Eragon, don't you think that Galbatorix would assume someone would think of that."

"Probably, but we can't fight them all off alone, so we might as well try. You hold them off as long as possible, while I try to get this wall weakened."

"Alright."

Eragon contacted Saphira, while Murtagh fought with Galbatorix. The mad king had ordered all the guards to stand back, until he needed help (but Galbatorix would never admit to needing help).

Eragon summoned all of his magic, and then said the words that he thought would be able to weaken the wall.

Eragon could feel the tattoo on his back burning, and he could feel the magic flowing from him at a dangerous pace. As more and more magic escaped, the tattoo burned more fiercely. Eragon was getting magic lent from his tattoo?

Eragon thought about how the tattoo would be lending him magic, before he realized that he had to concentrate. Eragon could feel the walls weakening.

Murtagh and Galbatorix were pushed into a fierce dance of swords, the swords glimmered in the pale light, and the sparks that flew from the hot metal shone all around the two riders, as they continued the deadly trance. Each blow more hard to parry then the last, Murtagh had to step back and breath, before plowing headfirst into Galbatorix.

Murtagh sent magical blow after blow, after the king, but Galbatorix knew all of Murtagh's moves before Murtagh even thought of doing them, and Galbatorix definitely had the upper hand. Murtagh was obviously growing tired, because one blow hit him in the shoulder, and blood started flowing from the deep wound.

Murtagh quickly recovered, and got back to his feet to continue the fight, but quickly after that, heard a loud crack to his right.

Thorn and Saphira had broken through, but Eragon was passed out on the floor, or at least Murtagh hoped he was just knocked out.

Murtagh quickly mounted his dragon with Violet in hand, and Saphira picked up her rider with her talons, and flew away. Galbatorix was furious, and in his rage, sent volleys of arrows from his guards flying off toward the two dragons, completely forgetting that he wanted both alive. At least 5 hit Sapphira's wings, and even more hit Thorn's, but they continued to fly.

After getting about 3 leagues (9 miles) out of the city, Murtagh stopped, and checked Eragon's pulse, Murtagh knew he was still alive, by looking at the living Saphira, but could tell that Eragon was extremely weak. Murtagh turned Eragon on his back, and saw where the tattoo was glowing.

The pale blue glow could be seen clear through the leather shirt that Eragon wore. Saphira could feel how much it burned her rider, but also was wise enough to know that it was the only thing keeping her rider alive.

"What on earth." thought Murtagh to Saphira

Saphira explained the entire ordeal with Oromis, and then let Murtagh tie Eragon to her saddle.

Murtagh then walked over to Violet, and looked over her many wounds.

"I can't believe that she is still alive." stated Murtagh to Thorn, "This is enough to kill your average human ten times, and here she is, still breathing."

"She always seemed stronger than she appeared." replied Thorn

"I guess I better heal her more severe wounds."

Murtagh said the words in the ancient language, and started to heal the large gash on her abdomen, then moved on to her many cuts, burns, and bruises.

Murtagh wasn't even able to heal a quarter of Violet's wounds, but was able to stop most of the extreme bleeding, but was surprised to find that she also had a broken ankle, wrist, and 4 broken ribs. Murtagh then realized that he had forgotten all about his wound on the shoulder, he quickly used what was left of his power to heal the wound.

After getting Violet tied to Thorn nice and tight, Murtagh continued toward the Varden. Murtagh, Thorn, nor Saphira slept that night, because they had a feeling that Galbatorix was not far behind them. They flew all through the night, and to noon the next day, before finally reaching the Varden.

Murtagh brought both harmed passengers into the hospital wing, where Violet was healed all the way, but was still passed out, and Eragon (whose tattoo was still glowing, but not as vibrantly) was put on constant watch, because he had apparently gone into a self inflicted coma.

Murtagh was set out to find Oromis in Ellesmera, and out how to help Eragon, while the healers did all they could for Violet.

About a week later

"Oromis?" asked Murtagh at the cabin

"Yes, Murtagh."

"It is about Eragon, he and I went to rescue my...friend from the dungeon's in Uru'bean, and when he tried to weaken the wall, he passed out. Then, the tattoo on his back started to glow blue, and he hasn't awoken since."

"This is fine, as long as he didn't get any other injuries, he should wake up when the tattoo stops glowing."

Murtagh thought that he had just been tricked, he had just went on a grueling trip, just so he could be told that everything was fine, but Murtagh was glad all that Eragon was fine all the same

"Thank you Oromis."

"It is no trouble."

Murtagh then got on Thorn, and flew away.

Alright, I hope that you all like it. It took me forever to write, I had to figure out what I was going to do... LOL...R/R