Ch. 32 The Claws of War

Whelp, it's time for more war and we get to see just how the Legion operates when the begin an all-out war. Expect death and destruction, and dragons...lots of dragons.

Someone did say that they thought that Khajiits were neutral but if you remember in the Lore Masser and Secunda disappeared from the sky from 4E 98 to 4E100 which was called the Void Nights. The Khajiit culturally held the Moons in great respect and when the Thalmor "supposedly" brought them back they switched sides and became part of the Dominion.

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"Fire!" Levan ordered as balls of flame streaked towards the nearest Thalmor ship and setting it ablaze. The waters seperating the Summerset Isles ad the Mainland were being hotly contested as the Legion encountered both Thalmor and Bosmer ships and they were heavily outnumbered.

Still, the Legion was resilient if nothing else.

"Legate, Bosmer reinforcements are coming from the South. I count at least 4 more ships" A Lookout yelled as more arrows pounded the deck at his feet. Most Dark Elves would've felt fear at this but Levan simply gave a soft sigh followed by a sharp whistle.

"Inform any ships to pull back and get ready to brace." he ordered as the Lookout was confused by followed the order anyway and one-by-one the Legion ships began pulling back before the storm.

"You will surrender or be destroyed!" A magically enhanced voice sounded across the now calm water. "Your death's will be swift and painless if you surrender now!"

"Send up the flare." Levan ordered as a Legionnaire took a small flare and lit the small fuse before backing away. Less than a second later it shot into the air in a small red trail before falling into the sea below them as he heard laughter from the Thalmor.

"You choose to show some red light in the face of your death? Very well, prepare to the be first casualties in our conquest!" A Thalmor wizard said before everything went still as roars were heard over the sky.

"We are not casualties, we are the Soldiers of the Imperial Legion! We do not flee in defeat but revel in total victory!" Levan roared as Ebony-armored dragons swooped in from the heavens. Four heavily-armored and yet highly mobile dragons, each complete with a Rider also clad in Ebony came down and began their attack just as the Legion launched their own.

The Bosmer ships were the first to go as the dragons showed their wrath while the Thalmor were caught off guard by the new arrivals and the subsequent Legion bombardment.

It was all over in seconds as burnt wood and torn sails littered the waters.

-Rihad, Hammerfell-

"Ma'am, Thalmor on the Southern flank!" A Legionnaire said as Legate Phalance turned her attention to the South. "We're surrounded!"

"Get everyone to the tunnels beneath the city then collapse the entrances!" Phalance said as she knocked another arrow in her bow. "We won't surrender without a fight!" No one said Wood Elves weren't fighters when they wanted to be.

"Ma'am, Catapults coming from the West. They're going to take down the walls before reinforcements get here!"

"Then have the Archer's turn to the South and buy us as much time as they can!" Phalance roared as flames danced over their heads. They had misjudged the Thalmor's landing area in Hammerfell and now they were about to lose a major port and the city defending the waterway into Cyrodil. "Fight to the very last man!"

Fight they did in a valiant struggle as the Thalmor pelted the walls of the city and foot soldiers rammed the gates. They wouldn't hold much longer and neither would the walls but still the Legion fought, if only to give the Redguard's enough time to marshal their own forces.

As if on cue, the doors came down and so did the Southern walls and Elves stormed the city as the Legion made them fight for every inch of ground. The streets ran red with blood while bodies of the dead made barricades along with the fallen rubble from buildings as the Legion held furiously to every bit of ground. Even as more walls were falling down around them they fought like rabid dogs.

The Thalmor would win in the end but the number of losses it took did not sit well with the Dominion.

-With Alduin-

'Infernal mate, chooses to go fight rather than stay here...why can't he just accept his duties as a provider?!' Alduin snarled as she turned over in her nest. 'He get's to go off and fight while I stay behind like some scared hatchling.'

"Thuri, why are you here?" A Frost Dragon asked as Alduin picked her head up. "Should you not be on the front?"

"I should be but I am not." she responded with a tone of hostility that made the dragon step back a bit. "Why?"

"A large force of Mal Fahliil have circumvented the main border and are a day from your mate and his forces."

"What's your point?" Alduin asked with the subtle threat of pain if he didn't get to the point.

"He is caught between two forces, the Fahliil and Kaaz that bypassed the force at Arenthia-"

"Get to the point!" Alduin roared as the dragon back pedaled in fear.

"He is severely outnumbered! It was counted to be a few thousand on a few hundred and they aren't doing this to kill, it is to capture!" The dragon said fearfully as Alduin gave him her complete attention.

"Continue."

"They have a hunter leading them, one that is attached to a former enemy of yours." The dragon said as Alduin narrowed her eyes and rose. "We don't know how this is intended but we can assume they are prepared."

Shaking off her weariness and stiff muscles, Alduin rolled her wing joints in preparation for flight. "Gather a few dov and get them ready to go, I want to wipe them off Nirn." As the dragon went to do as she asked Alduin mustered as much energy as she could. Their destination was easily a day and a half of flight and it wouldn't be easy with her carrying eggs.

"Thuri, we leave on your command." A dragon said as she looked at the field as numerous dragons rose on their feet, ready to set out after her.

Alduin glanced at them before turning back to the sun as it's ray's hit her scales with its warm glow. "Looks like I will be laying in the middle of war." she said before crouching low then shooting into the air followed by 15 dragons.

And we will end it there for now. Now Alduin takes the field to save her mate but will she get there before the Pincer attack? Will the Thalmor turn the tide with their victory in Hammerfell or will the Legion prevail?

Find out next time on You Are Mine, Dovahkin!

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Translations courtesy of Thuum . Org

Mal Fahliil – Small elves (Wood Elves or Bosmer)

Kaaz – Khajiit