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Meeting Muril and his Lost Army

Arya dove down towards Eragon and her uncle, Muril, her supposed-long-dead uncle-now-turned-evil. Arya didn't know too much about her uncle, other than he was far more mischievous than her dad, and because he was younger, never got to rule either. And Arya wouldn't be surprised if he was back for her dad's crown. As she drew nearer she still couldn't see Eragon. Anxiety hit her like a tonne of bricks, a weight over her body. No. Please, no. The drama of the past few days were released through her body. Anxiety, anger, frustration, having been penned up for so long, rushed through her body.

Then her uncle noticed her sudden appearance. He was kneeling, but stood up to greet her, and as she landed, he looked like a toy soldier, standing to attention beneath her dragon. A smile tugged at his mouth, and he held a very long, malicious looking sword in his hand. As she watched, it seemed alive, as though a black snake were trapped inside a diamond casing. What on earth it was was, she couldn't tell.

"I believe that I haven't officially addressed my niece for over 100 years. And we haven't met since you were still a child." He bowed respectfully to her as were the norms of elvish customs. "And... I see; you are now Drottnïng Arya." He finished, bowing ever more deeply. Then to add insult to injury, he added "Whatever happened to your parents?"

Barely controlling herself, Arya answered in her sweetest voice; "And you are?"

Muril chuckled playfully, and continued, "I won't answer that, darling. I see your father's hostile feelings towards me are hereditary. I won't bother with holding back any awkward or gruesome details then. Fair?" He sniggered, enjoying his game of cat and mouse.

A short intake of breath, then Arya answered, "Where have you been staying?" She asked, voice monotone. "Muril." She added, distaste filling her mouth. A bitter tension lingered past the awkward reunion, infused in the air. A chill spread throughout her body, pricking the back of her neck, hairs like men standing to attention.

"The past does not matter, Arya. Need I remind you?" He spoke slowly but purposefully. Arya winced but let him continue. "But the future does matter. And then, I will be staying in Alagæsia." He paused, and then with a subtle undertone of irony, "With your crown on my head. The question is, Arya, whether you will join me in my quest, or whether you will stubbornly side with your parents. The latter of course, will find yourself dead along with anyone else in Alagæsia who doesn't cooperate. And the first of those, was your friend who never introduced himself."

Arya failed to hide her emotions this time. She gasped momentarily then closed her mouth, eyes narrowing, shooting daggers at his heart. "ERAGON!" She yelled. She was surprised when he answered, but he felt distant, yet his presence was here...

"Arya."

"I banished him into myrkrheimr, where his body no longer exists. The same fate awaits you, after I take you to Ur'baen!" Muril interrupted. He grinned toothily.

Arya raised angrily. A fireball rocketed towards Muril from her hand. Catching it, he drew his sword swiftly, and without hesitation drove it towards her heart. Arya leapt over it and kicking his legs from beneath him, held him at the edge of her sword. Then the mental onslaught ensued, tumbling over each mind, trying to force the other one into submission. In a matter of seconds, he was pinned down both mentally and physically, Muril was cornered.

"I suppose you don't get enough practice without my father." Arya teased.

He narrowed his eyes, "Your father had other weaknesses. As I'm sure you'll know. Painfully." He smiled at her falsely. He snapped his fingers and Arya heard a roar. Guttural, it rolled throughout the surrounding hills, pugnaciously. Arya turned round slowly, filled with dread. Could the rumours really be true? She had doubted them all her life, but now more than ever wished she knew more about her uncle.

On the horizon, Arya could make out a tangerine coloured dragon, a stark contrast to the surrounding greens of the hills and dull greys of the skies, and matched the smears of colour smudged over the sky. Even from far away, Arya could tell that it was giant. "Menün." She muttered.

In that instant, Muril turned the tables and Arya fell over cowering under her uncle. "Well, you seem to have no choice but to come with me to Ur'baen on Menün. If you don't cooperate, you can be used as part of the victory parade. Dead."

Thorn looked on in horror at the approach of a dragon over ten times his size. Arya spoke to him softly, "Help Eragon stop my uncle, and find Murtagh. Remember, find his weak point." She finished sadly.

"I'm coming." She said to her uncle, resigned to failure. As they stood up to leave Arya heard a choke followed by some coughing. She used this as her distraction. Whirling around she punched her surprised uncle square in the nose and then drew her blade. Without hesitation she attacked his mind viciously, searching for a gap in his mental defences. Drilling her way into his skill she found his memories and searched for the plan that he had formed to take Alagæsia.

Suddenly she drew a sharp breath and let her sword drop from his throat. The gasp lasted momentarily as Muril grabbed her throat and turned her round to the sight of his colossal dragon landing. On the lasts seconds before she left, she mentally yelled in desperation to Eragon.

"Tell Glaedr that they've arrived. Glaedr will know how to stop them."

"Who?" Eragon answered weakly.

"The Lost Army." She ended.

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