Chapter 5
Battle under the Mountain.
Undulf stabbed another Urgal in the gut then turned and used his Unrelenting Force Shout to send several of the grey skinned beasts flying. In the background he heard the roar of Saphira and the louder roar of Odahviing. He had soon killed another unit of Urgals and bellowed into the air "Odahviing!" The red dragon heard and flew his way. Sudden a flock of arrows flew towards the him. Odahviing turned some of the arrows caught on his armor but most sailed straight into his wing. Odahviing roared in pain and crashed into the ground.
"No!" Undulf yelled he looked around and saw Eragon fighting. He didn't need help so Undulf ran to help Odahviing. Although he was no longer air born the red dova was more then a match for the Urgals. He bit some in half, stabbed some with this tail and engulfed more with his fire breath. Undulf stabbed, chopped, and shouted any Urgal who got in his way. He finally reached Odahviing.
"Are you alright?" He asked
"Yes Dovakiin. Those arrows left my wing when I crashed." Odahviing rumbled. Undulf cast the heal other spell and the wounds on Odahviing closed. He looked around the battle. He saw the dwemmer King Hrothgar and his guards fighting furiously. No Urgal could withstand their might. He saw Eragon and Saphira land next to them. Along side he saw Murtagh and Arya, but none noticed the knot of Urgals sneaking up behind them. Undulf climbed onto Odahviing and they took to the air.
"Eragon look out!" Undulf shouted. He used his fire breath shout and a giant fireball sailed over Eragon and the other. He engulfed the Urgals and they died screaming in pain. Hrothgar and Eragon lifted their weapons and unleashed a battle cry. Undulf echoed back as did Odahviing. Undulf always felt more alive in battle then he did any where else. He loved the feel of his sword ripping flesh or his voice shattering bones.
Soon he was back on the ground chopping through Urgals left and right. Suddenly one of the creatures attacked his right side and knocked his sword out of his hands. He reached for his magicka power and unleashed a fireball that blasted the Urgal back. He reached to grab his sword when a giant grey fist smashed into his side. The blow sent Undulf flying. He howled in pain as he felt his ribs break as he hit the ground several feet away. He's vision went black he had trouble breathing. Suddenly a hand reached out over his chest and he felt his bones pop back into place once again whole. He struggled to his feet and say the elf Arya looking down at him. He looked at his chest and gazed back up at the elf. He nodded his thanks not wanting to take the time to talk to an elf and dashed back into battle. There didn't seem to be an end to the Urgals. Everytime he killed one two more took its place. While he wasn't the kind of man to tire easily he was reaching his limits. He was fighting back and Urgal with his sword when he heard the unmistakably sound of a dragon in pain, but it hadn't come from Odahviing. He turned to see Saphira flapping up to the dragonhold a large dent in the front of her armor. He also saw Eragon locked in combat with a tail red haired man. The strange man seemed to be gaining the upper hand. Sending the Urgal flying with his Unrelenting force he charged over to help Eragon. The dark man stabbed his sword into Eragon and he screamed in pain.
"Oi, melon nose!" Undulf bellowed. The man turned and Undulf stabbed his sword at him. The man blocked it with his own sword that had a long scratch down on side and slashed at Undulf's left arm. The sword bounced harmlessly off his dragonbone armor and Undulf kicked the man in his gut. The blow sent him flying several feet away. Undulf turned to Eragon and helped him to his feet.
"Undulf, look out." Eragon said weakly. At that moment Undulf felt the sharp ice like twinge a sword stabbing into his back. He yelled and collapsed on the ground. His vision went black and he drifted into a dreamless sleep.