Chapter Sixteen: Things Go Crazy
I finally finished the entire story, twenty seven chapters in total and I'll start posting four every week until august 24th, which is my birthday so i want to post the last chapters that day, Now that I'm finished with boring subjects enjoy.
He had been right, when Brom and Eragon had woken up, a big debate had started. On one side was Brom who wanted to kill Murtagh as he knew where they were and what they looked like and he was the son of his greatest enemy, not necessarily in that order,- and on he other hand there were Eragon and Harry, albeit partially,- that didn't want want Brom to kill him as he had yet to do anything against them. Harry knew the reason that they were having this debate and that Murtagh wasn't a head shorter by now, - was that Brom was too weak to actually do the deed himself because he hadn't healed exactly everything, he had left some internal damage, enough to remind him that he wasn't invincible
"I say it again we should just "dispose" him and move on" said Brom from the tree stump on which he was currently sitting
"Yet you haven't given us a single good reason as why to "dispose" of him' countered Eragon
"Because he knows our faces, or he might just be a spy sent to follow us or assassinate us when we are relaxed" replied Brom.
"There is no way in Hell that he can do any of that while I'm around" said Harry as he was lying comfortably in a couch shaped tree stump and savoring Sage Tea.
"You can't be sure of that" answered Brom " and where the hell did you get Sage Tea you didn't buy any and you didn't have any in your belongings"
"Well I was craving some, as it helps me soothe headaches so I popped over to Gabatorix's place and got some" replied Harry sounding completely innocent " that bastard deserved nothing less"
"Oh you just got over to … wait what? How the hell did you do that"" asked Brom rubbing his temples he added "don't explain it would just give me ore headaches"
"You just popped in Galbatorix's palace stole his personal tea and got out of there, all this in but a few minutes since the discussion began" asked Murtagh with an amused smile "and why didn't you steal the Dragon Eggs or kill him while you were at it?"
"Frankly, it didn't cross my mind" answered Harry nonchalantly before breaking down into a fit of laughter "you should have seen your faces, those looks on your faces were priceless, the truth the herbalist in Teirm gave them to me, saying I would need them soon enough, guess she can actually see the future after all, well that or she knows that I tend to accompany very, very grumpy people"
"They're discussing over what they are going to do with me and you make jokes like that?" asked Murtagh with a deadpan.
"Yep, it breaks the tension pretty well and Brom conveniently forgot to mention that you could always swear an oath in the Ancient Language" Said Harry causing all eyes to turn to Brom.
"What, I forgot" tried to defend Brom.
"Yeah, right" murmured Eragon "Harry could you please formulate an oath as you are the only neutral party and I don't trust Brom"
"Yeah just repeat after me" said Harry and proceeded to recite a pretty complicated oath that Murtagh swore.
"Now are you up for sword practice?" asked Harry grinning malevolently.
"Yes, sure" replied Murtagh although cold sweat run down his spine the moment he accepted.
"Oh boy, you are in deep shit" said Eragon.
"This is going to be fun" added Brom.
"Come on, I'll take it lightly with him" said Harry although the malevolent grin was still plastered on his face.
Harry took out Willbreaker although he didn't let it unleash its Authority this time and proceeded to attack Murtagh with a series of fast jabs and swipes that left a surprised Murtagh covered with a dozen slashes. Without giving him any respite Harry attacked with perfect precision and well timed strikes and within five minutes Murtagh was on the ground panting, while his body was covered in over three dozen slashes. Harry healed those with a simple spell and invited Murtagh to continued fighting and although Murtagh declined he continued to attack. This continued for three hours straight until Harry declared their "light" tort...err practice session over.
After their little incident in Teirm they decided to go to the Vardens as quick as they could as the Empire had mobilized all of its forces to capture them. They merely did three miles a day for the first week as Brom had yet to fully recover, that and Harry wanted to have more tort..err practice sessions with Murtagh and Eragon. Sufficient to say that after this extra training both Murtagh and Eragon were forced to develop an incredible defense and a more unpredictable attack patterns in order to survive the extra "Training".
The problems started on their fourth week of travel as they had decided to pass as far from Dras-Leona as they could, as they were in no shape to have another fight with the Ra'zack. In those four weeks both Eragon and Murtagh had advanced a lot as Harry got Murtagh to tap into his magic which were enormous, even more than the reserves Eragon had in the beginning but he lacked the natural finesse Eragon had or his better control and capacity to perfectly judge the amount of energy needed to accomplish task with magic.
Harry had even started teaching them to merge their swordsmanship with their magic and while Eragon took to it like a fish to water Murtagh struggled as he lacked finesse in his use of magic. Brom began tutoring them to be capable of fighting in a magicians duel and in this field Murtagh had the advantage as he had the better mental defenses but Eragon quickly closed the gap by using weird methods which had Brom swelling with pride at the skill his son possessed and a bit happy that Eragon was better than the son of his rival and childhood friend.
Back to the point, during their pass near the river that passed by Uru'Baen and which flowed from the Lake Isenstar, - he was assaulted by visions. Initially they dismissed them but after their fifth day of continuous return of these visions Brom decided to stop and have Harry analyze these visions as he was the most adept in such situation. What Harry found worried Brom greatly as he recognized the images he had extracted from Eragon's mind,- as Aria, the elves ambassador. Harry confirmed as being sent by her willingly and under no external interference, well if you didn't count the fact that she was being tortured from the Shade, which had by the way become very, very ugly.
Brom had decided to let Eragon decide what to do in this case, whether detour to save the elves ambassador and thus loss a two weeks or continue toward the Varden and Eragon of course choose the first option and now they were gathered to make a plan for infiltrating Gil'ead.
'So what do you think we should do?" asked Murtagh directin the question to Brom.
"I don't know, Gil'ead is a military base for all intent and purposes and there is no doubt that there will be plenty of magicians to detect us if we try and enter the city and even if we did fool them by having Harry transport us inside, there is the problem of the Shade"
"Why don't we attack Uru'Baen?" asked Harry.
"Yeah so we can confront Galbatorix with a beginner Rider an old relic and a wizard whose power is bound by some mystical rules of world jumping" said Murtagh sarcastically.
"I didn't mean it like that but if we "attack" Uru'Baen in an instance when Galbatorix isn't there and we try to "steal" the Dragon Eggs wouldn't that force the Shade to come to their defense" suggested Harry.
"The Shade would leave Gil'ead and give us an opportunity to save Aria but the Shade would need two hours at most to get to Uru'Baen and unless you are there yourself to transport the attacking group there is no way in hell you can get out in time and if you go there how are you supposed to get us in Gil'aed and then out, and we don't forget that it all relies in the fact that Galbatorix is to be away from Uru'Baen" countered Brom.
"True but give me three days and Galbatorix will leave the city or risk looking like a fool that can't manage his nobles and as for that Saphira can transport you and Eragon away while me and Murtagh wreak a bit of havoc within Uru'baen" explained Harry.
"Yes but if we stay there for a few days we risk for the Shade to discover us" said Brom.
"Oh no you'll get inside the city one the night of the attack since I can teleport nearby you by tracking Saphira's massive magical signature and then be back to Uru'Baen in time to start the sneak attack and then leave before the Shade can get there" answered Harry with a shit-eating grin.
"I can fly both the old man and my Rider but the elf would exhaust me within the first ten miles" interfered Saphira molding her thoughts so that all of them could hear it.
"What if you carried only the weight of one person and two feathers" said Harry with a grin that scared Brom and Eragon.
"I could make it, in fact I could go at top speed for the entire time" said Saphira "what are you planning"
"There's a spell from where I came from that can make a person or an object weight as much as a feather, normally that wouldn't be advisable for warriors as it ruins your balance however I can link it to an object so that you can deactivate and activate it at will" explained Harry.
"It's possible" agreed Eragon.
"It's insane" countered Murtagh.
"True there are too many unknowns in this plan" agreed Brom with Murtagh's assessment.
"Bah this is the greatest plan ever for the simple fact that no one will expect it and I will take care of everything personally" answered Harry.
"That's what we are afraid off" muttered Murtagh.
"If you don't want to you can simply choose out, I can infiltrate Uru'Baen myself, in fact it'll be easier for me to move alone" said Harry with a shrug 'If Eragon is in then I can have everything ready within a week"
"I am in, what about you guys?" asked Eragon.
"Damn it kid you'll get us all killed or worse but I'm in" replied Brom.
"Well I guess I'll tag along but only if you let me set ablaze his palace" said Murtagh with a smile.
"I as going to do it either way but with a friend it'll be easier" said Harry giving a high five to Murtagh.
"You two have got a death wish" said Brom with an exasperated tone.
Harry had kept his word, the next morning he had "Slipped" away to a city named Belatona, the center of a Duke's domain. He had returned three days later and had informed them that it would take at least a day for Galbatorix to learn of this nobles refusal to pay taxes, which coincidentally had ended in this Duke's personal coffers . In two-three days he would leave Uru'Baen without Shruikan, which would be locked away in a secret location in Uru'baen for fear of him going wild,- so they would have to wait a full day before storming Uru'Baen. While they tripped the alarms in Uru'Baen and then burned the palace down and if they were lucky enough they cold burn down a significant portion of Uru'Baen, especially with the spells that Harry had in mind, he was a true Pyromaniac.
In the meantime Eragon and Brom would be transported within the Gil'ead beforehand by Harry and hid under a powerful invisibility enchantment and then they would wait for a signal that Harry would send through an enchanted rock to enter the prison neutralize the guards, although that was a last resort move,- get the elf and then hop into the back of an equally invisible Saphira and if they could put to flames as much of the city as they could, as it was made mostly of wooden buildings and it would also damage the Empires ability to mobilize its army in the North of Alagaesia.
The wait had almost driven Eragon crazy with anticipation until they had received news that Galbatorix had left to discipline a noble for stealing the taxes of the Empire. After waiting for half a day Eraon and Brom had hopped on the back of Saphira and given the enchanted stone and then they had left for Gil'ead. It took them three hours to get to Gil'ead abd they stopped in a plain two miles south of the city and they proceeded to summon Harry by sending a telepathic pulse to him. Harry arrived three seconds latter, "Slipping" right in front of them.
"Hey, what's up?" asked Harry smiling.
"We're about to die because of your stupid plan but otherwise nothing" replied Brom.
"Oh, be positive man nobodies going to die" answered Harry without missing a beat.
"We are" answered Brom in a bored tone.
"If things go bad just play the part of the damsel in distress and I'll come to your rescue" replied Harry sticking his tongue out.
"As if" said Brom.
"Ladies, please, you're both pretty can we go now" interrupted Eragon before Harry could reply.
"Ha, the kid fond his wits" said Harry before wordlessly "Slipping" them in an alley of Gil'ead.
"Damn it, last time was less Dizzying" said Eragon after vomiting
"True" was the only thing Brom could say before he vomited to.
"Yeah, well I made it extra dizzy for my witty friend here" said Harry pointing to Eragon before "Slipping" away.
"Ahh, you'll pay" whisper-screamed Eragon no wanting to blow away their cover.
"Come on Kid lets find a place to stay for the next few hours till Harry gets himself killed' said Brom as he dragged a wobbly-feet Eragon.
Three hours latter Harry transported himself and Murtagh inside the walls of Uru'baen. The city itself was very quiet as it was the middle of the night and only the footsteps occasional patrol was heard passing through the empty streets of the city. Murtagh took the lead as he knew the city better and lead Harry the small labyrinth that were the city's streets. Uru'Baen was clearly built to show the full might of the Empire, the city gates large enough to fit a Dragon twice the size of Shruikan, hundred of houses arranged like rings around the main district, where the nobility lived, nearby to Galbatorix's palace.
Harry recognized the massive pulse of power coming from the incredibly complex warding system protecting Galbatorix's palace, which made him revaluate his opinion of Galbatorix, he was definitively a genius, crazy, demented but a genius nonetheless. They reached the gate of Galbatorix's palace within fifteen minutes of walking. The gate of the palace was as big as the door of the city itself, the towers of the palace seemed to reach for the sky and among them were massive rooftops, no doubt build to allow Shruikan to enter and exit the palace without demolishing a nice part of it.
Harry felt the worry that Murtagh felt in regard of them passing the massive wooden door that was guarded by at least ten soldiers of the Empire of which at least one was a magician and the magician was guaranteed to be amongst the best, as only the best soldiers and magicians were allowed to be in the presence of the king. Smiling at Murtagh, Harry pulled out WorldShaper and sent a pretty powerful Confundus Charm at the soldiers guarding the big door and then gestured for Murtagh to run toward the door. Confused Murtagh run toward it and attempted to stop right in front of it but he slipped through a pond of mud, that he could swear wasn't there a moment before and ended going right through the door.
Laughing internally at the face Murtagh made when he went through the door, Harry run toward it at top speed and then passed through it, it was official Harry loved intangibility spells. When he got to the other side of the one meter thick door he was confronted with a very pissed off Murtagh. Harry gestured for him to be silent and then cast a silencing charm around them and then gestured for Murtagh to speak.
"What the hell was that?" asked Murtagh "you could have warned me at least"
"That was a harmless intangibility spell and if I warned you where would the fun be" exclaimed Harry with a smile that threatened to tear his apart.
"Deranged idiot, wait did you say intangibility spell, I didn't even know that was possible" said Murtagh.
"Because it's nigh-impossible with your type of magic while for mine this is but a mere trick" replied Harry "can we move on now?"
"Of course the Throne room is this way" said Murtagh pointing at a hall to their right.
"Why should we go to the Throne room, as much as I like destroying that madman's throne we should really target the vault if we want to draw the Shade away" said Harry.
"Galbatorix is a bit of a paranoiac so he built the vault in such a place that you could get there only by passing through the Throne room and after that his personal quarters, its either that way or through the sewers, which I doubt you have the same knowledge as the thief that stole Saphira's Egg" explained Murtagh.
"Okay lead the way then" said Harry
Murtagh began moving through the incredibly intricate corridors of Galbatorix's palace, while Harry molested the guards making use of his magic to produce rather hilarious effects, in his opinion the gurads were scared shitless by the occasional ghostly images or tortured screams. Murtagh would have laughed at the guards reaction if he wasn't so angry at Harry for endangering the mission. On the other hand Harry was having fun, not only did he make the guards shy away from the throne room as they though it was the sorcery of Galbatorix's or the Shades that was doing that and at the same time he was getting a good laugh out of it.
Soon enough the found themselves right before the door of the Throne room, the door of which was unsurprisingly open. Harry knelt in front of the door and began casting some diagnostic spells and before him a map of silver strings opened before him. Harry smiled, it had been a long time since he had had such a challenge. Little by little Harry began inspecting the strings that made up the protective wards around the chamber. It took him fifteen minutes before he found a place where two strings weren't perfectly woven together. Smiling even more he began using a spell which would absorb the entire energy of these wards, starting from the point where the imperfection stood, thus causing it to collapse on itself and what was more important it wouldn't send a massive magical backlash to alert the whole of Alagaesia that someone had breached there. There were of course other ways, quicker, easier but this one was the most adapt for what he was planning to do.
It took half an hour before the protective wards collapsed entirely. Giving Murtagh a nod the two passed through the room, a room which Murtagh once believed was inaccessible without permission from the King himself but now this man apparently around his age had picked protections raised by Galbatorix himself in less than forty minutes. Passing through the Throne Room, Harry sent an assortment of hexes that transformed the once grandiose throne into a lump of wood and metal, unmovable from the spot and almost impossible to repair. Smiling at his handiwork, Harry followed Murtagh through a door and found himself in a majestic hallway that had only five doors, one belonging to Galbatorix's chambers and the other belonging to Galbatorix's laboratories where he conducted his more tame experiments.
Murtagh gestured for Harry to follow him down a flight a stairs at the bottom of which stood the entrance to the Vaults but Harry instead of following him began casting charms upon the five doors and kneeled in the middle of the hallway and began the same process as with the Throne room. It took him but fifteen minutes to find a weakness in all the five doors, partially because the protections on these rooms were weaker that those in the Throne room, especially the Laboratories protections as they were meant to protect from explosions from within rather than stop people from entering in them and partially because he had became accustomed to the method of warding that Galbatorix employed and in an hour he had collapsed them all by draining them dry of energy.
Ignoring a gob smacked Murtagh, Harry entered Galbatorix chamber first and began searching for anything useful for them. After finding Galbatorix's personal library he used magic to check all books, he found only an interesting book or more exactly pieces of scrolls merged into a book,- that detailed a process to find the True Name of the Ancient Language. Laughing out loud he burned it to ashes with a simple spell, the reason why he laughed? Easy he had already found the name of the language when his Universal Translator picked the Ancient Language apart and had placed quite a few defenses around the Name, in over fifty different magic types thus it would be impossible for Galbatorix to find the True Name however such knowledge was to dangerous to leave around so he turned the book to ashes.
After that he explored the laboratories, what he found there sickened him. Corpses so saturated from Dark Magic that they radiated weird light from their chests, magical circles used in rituals so dark that they fragmented the souls of those who used them, tomes filled with incantations to summon Spirits and the creations of Shades. After searching around for half an hour, Harry came to the conclusion that the more interesting experiments of Galbatorix must be found somewhere else, as some of the experiments he saw there were useless without the knowledge gained through some other darker experiments that twisted the nature so much that they were impossible to perform without killing any living thing in a ten mile radius.
After that Harry got out of Galbatorix's laboratories and with a single incantation he rigged them to explode in the moment they left the palace. Finishing with his incantations he went down the flight of stairs and found himself before the imposing gates, made entirely out of metal, - of the vault. The doors themselves were unprotected however the space behind those doors was an entire matter altogether. He opened the doors with a shove and with a groan they moved revealing piles upon piles of gold and jewels but what was more important in the exact center of the vault stood a pedestal with two Dragon Eggs, one blood red and one green as the forest of Du Weldenvarden. He saw the red Dragon Egg react to the presence of Murtagh and smiled, deciding to send all caution to hell.
"Murtagh you may want to take a step back" warned Harry pointing his wand at the air in front of him.
"What are you going to do?" asked Murtagh taking instinctually a step back.
"Blow up the entire wards protecting the vault, take the Eggs and then get away from here as soon as I can" answered Harry with a grin as he sent a beam of mesmerizing violet energy toward the vault, the beam breaking against a silver barrier.
"You're insane, you'll never make it in time" said Murtagh.
"Of course I can" answered Harry with a grin doubling the amount of power that he was sending against the silver barrier.
Harry continued to pump energy against the wards protecting the vault and after five minutes the first cracks appeared and from there they multiplied at an incredible rate. The method that Harry was currently using was one of the least used methods as it used raw power to overwhelm wards, which unlike Harry the majority of wizard-kind doesn't posses,- but for Harry it was no problem so he continued on. The other reasons he used this method was the fact that the wards were powered by at least two Eldunari and there was no imperfection in this wards, he could tell that without any need of using diagnostic spells,- and even the act of creating such a crack would require at least an hour and absorbing the energy of the wards could take anywhere from between two days to two weeks, plus that doing so wouldn't send the message to Galbatorix that someone was breaking into his vault so he fell back to the old reliable, Raw Power.
In ten minutes since he started using the beam of pure magical energy, the barrier fell and the wards inside the vault dissipated in a shower of silver particles,still charged with quite a bit of energy thus sendng a pulse that would notify Galbatorix that his wards had failed. He strode in and took out his pouch and after casting a few spells inside it, he cast a final spell that caused half the contents of the vaults to disappear inside the now bottomless pouch and then he strode forward took the two Dragon Eggs and then returned to a gob smacked Murtagh, who was currently standing in the entrance of the vault, staring at the incredible feat of magic Harry had just pulled off.
"The little bastard will have a hard time with his wealth depleted, won't he" said Harry patting Muragh in the back and running up the stairs. Gathering his wits Murtagh was quick to follow Harry as they exited in the Hallway. In the hallway Harry lit Galbatorix's chamber on fire and then laughing like a small kid he run toward the Throne room. When they were exiting the Throne room they met ten men in the Empires uniform, clearly all of them were magicians and behind them were twenty archers.
"So who wants to get rid of Galbatorix's tyranny?" asked Harry not bothered in the least by thirty soldiers of the Empire standing before him.
"We can't all we magicians swore oaths in the Ancient Language and we can't go against him and the normal soldiers well all their superiors swore an oath too and they wouldn't stand a chance against magicians" said one of the magicians clearly the leader.
"I can unmake such oaths if you give five minutes of roaming inside your minds" said Harry then swearing an Oath in the Ancient Language to not control them against their wills.
"Okay, do so quickly before our oaths force us to kill you" said the magician his face contorted in clear pain from going against his oath.
"As if' said Harry before the ten magicians fell on the ground while Harry rummaged within their heads.
Within a minute they were back on their feet and they showed no sign associated with fighting against an oath and then suddenly all of them broke down into laughter. After a while they stopped and turned around and bowed to Harry.
"In what way can we repay our debt to you?" asked the leader of the magicians.
"I know that I don't have the right to ask this of you but I would ask that you join the Varden as they are in desperate need of magicians and even of normal soldiers" said Harry, the last part being directed toward the archers.
"We will do so if we can get out of the city alive" said the leader after speaking with the archers and magicians for a minute.
"Don't worry I have the plan but to do so I need you to gather here all those who have swore an oath to Galbatorix and don't want to serve under him anymore and those who serve him for the pleasure and can't be turned I would be grateful if you could gather them in the rooftop that I see from here" said Harry pointing at a window within the Throne room.
"I can do the first part as they are under a hundred of those but those who serve Galbatorix for pleasure are a little more than thousand and most of them are in the barracks and won' go there" said the magicians leader.
"Its okay only those who serve him fro pleasure that are within the palace and also warn the rest to be prepared to leave the city as tonight the city will be put to fire" answered Harry.
"It shall be done" said the magician as they all left to do what Harry told them.
"How are you going to do that?" asked Murtagh as he knew that such an enterprise would require power on par with that of the Shade itself or in the presimistic scenario at least as much as that of Galbatorix himself.
"Watch and learn" said Harry as he conjured two chairs and gestured for Murtagh to sit.
Fifteen minutes later a hundred men came running down the hallway leading to the Throne room to find two young men's sitting in comfortably in a chair and sipping tea as if they didn't have a worry in the world. A moment latter the entire hundred fell on the ground only eight men remained standing, as they had been freed earlier by Harry. Three minutes later they all woke up and they demanded explanation. Harry went through the entire thing again until he heard the footsteps of hundreds of soldiers on the rooftop nearby the Throne room. Without saying a word, Harry marched to the window and started reciting a Spirits summoning spell. A moment later the rooftop was lit by the light emanating from thirty balls of golden light, thirty Spirits. Harry uttered a single word Brisngr and the rooftop was covered in bright golden flames and the dying screams of the few dozen unlucky soldiers not be immediately incinerated by the spell.
With a smile Harry began to recite a long string of words in the Ancient Language before the Thirty Spirits began to glow even more and they felt the entire place began structurally weaker and they saw the glow of flames emanating from different parts of Galbatorix's palace. Harry turned around and with a smile he said "if you want to live, get the hell out of here". They didn't wait a minute before they went out.
When they got to the streets they were welcomed by the sight of fighting. Those loyal to Galbatorix versus those who wanted to escape his tyranny. Squadrons of soldiers fighting against squadrons of soldiers, magicians fighting magicians, men and woman escaping the ragging fire that had spread from the palace of Galbatorix toward the rest of the city, courtesy of Harry's spell. It quickly became apparent that the anti-Galbatorix side was winning especially as Harry entered the fight killing magicians left and right with bright beams of green light, similar to the color of his eyes, - and then spreading fire around from the tip of his wand, which to anybody looked like a white stick filled with intricate patterns, which under the light of the fire, created by him, - looked to come alive and move around.
In an hour a massive exodus happened, thousand leaving the city but over half the city remained out of a misplaced sense of loyalty. He doubted many of them wouldn't make it out alive when Durza arrived to find the city almost fully destroyed but alas that was their choice and he couldn't meddle with Free Will unless he imposed his own against their own and he didn't wan to do such a thing least he became a monster instead of a Hero. The column of people leaving the city was heading south toward Surda, as it was nearer than the Vardens, of course he had placed a lot of wards upon them so that they could escape detection from the Empire and arrive safely.
After traveling for about two hours they stopped to rest a bit as Harry procured water for whatever horses people had salvaged from the city. He sent mental messages to the magicians in the group and asked them to gather in the middle of the camp where he was busy distributing tents, which he was pulling them out of nowhere, at least as far as Murtagh was concerned. Within half an hour the distribution process was over and the entire group of over two hundred people was gathered around him.
"First of all, thanks for coming here, before I put the city to fire I made an offer to Lorenzo here and I believe he has already discussed it with you" said Harry and after seeing them nod he continued "so I wanted to ask to what conclusion you have arrived"
"We cannot leave the civilians to travel through the Empire without any protection they would die" answered the now named Lorenzo which was received with a chorus of true.
"They won't be in any danger as long as they remain together" exclaimed Harry over the murmurs of the gathered captains "I have placed some very powerful wards upon them"
"How can we believe him?" asked one of the gathered people.
"He did enter the palace of Galbatorix and lit the entire place on fire" said another one.
"Silence" shouted Lorenzo "Lets hear what he has to say"
"Thanks, so as I was saying they are protected and I agree that the civilians should go to Surda as they are more well equipped to receive so many civilians but whomever is willing to fight can have the choice of joining the Varden" said Harry.
"What chance do the Varden have, Galbatorix has a Dragon, a Shade and more magical power than anyone in Alagaesia on the other hand all they have are rumors of a new Dragon Rider" exclaimed one of the captains.
"They are not rumors, right now Gil'ead has been hit as hard as Uru'baen and the elf prisoner has been rescued by the new Dragon Rider named Eragon and a man I am sure many of you may know, Brom the Crimson Blur" said Harry eliciting many gasps from the people as they recognized the name of a legend of the early days of the Varden.
"Even if that is true it would take at least two months to get through the desert and we don't have the resources to achieve such a feat" said Lorenzo.
"You don't have to I can teleport you there once the Dragon Rider and his party get there I can start teleporting you there in groups of two to three hundred people at once" said Harry.
"If you can do that why don't you teleport us all to Surda right now?" asked one of the gathered Magicians.
"Because I can teleport a great distance while being accompanied by two or three people and see where I have landed but with hundreds I need something to point me the way as I can't waste to much energy jumping or I die' explained Harry.
"So how long will it take you?" asked Lorenzo.
"A week at most, we will be traveling with a Dragon after all and I can't teleport Dragons" replied Harry with a smile "I will be leaving now and I will be back in a week those of you who want to fight alongside us must be no further than ten miles from this place, goodbye my friends and may fate be with you" said Harry as he grabbed Murtagh by the shoulder and "Slipped" to the location of Brom and Eragon