Short chapter this time, but we also have some actual Thu'um this time :D there's a translation at the bottom

The Doctor was lucky to have met a few of the Dovahkiin in his travels, but he'd only heard about this.
there were rumors that the Septim line of rulers were able to call upon the favor of Talos to take on the form of a dragon in battle.
The Doctor was sure that the bit about Talos was hogwash, and for a very long time he was sure that the legend about the dragon was too, probably a mistranslation or
misunderstanding when it came to some ancient text when it came to that bloodline.

Now, well, now he wasn't so sure. Jane, who was now about 10 feet tall and 13 feet long reared her head back in rage, while the Doctor was too paralyzed to do anything.
As in literally paralyzed

*"Nah Pah Hokoron Ag Dir" she screeched, and started breathing fire over the helpless falmer. The Doctor was unable to move, but thankfully forgotten in the panic.
with some effort, the doctor reached out to her with his mind, begging her to stop, but she pushed him back out

**"Tir Hadrim Tiid Drog" she screeched at him.

The Doctor managed to bully his way back in, to which Jane started fighting back.

***"Zu'u Los Ni Hin Hokororn Dovahkiin,Zu'u Mindok Hi Los Ko Til Jane Ful Kir Hon Zey " The Doctor thought, hoping that maybe dragon would reach her better. This seemed to bring Jane back to reality.
Her eyes met his, "Dok-Tor?" she growled and landed on the ground.
In a motion that unusual for a dragon, she cocked her head like a dog.
In the back of his head, the Doctor was extremely excited about this hidden facet of the dragonborn legend that he'd unwittingly uncovered. He even marveled a little at the brilliant color
of her scales, and how they seemed to reflect the color and pattern of her armor and her war paint. Yes, somewhere in the back of his head, he was seriously geeking out, big time.
But he had other things to worry about at the moment, and so he did.

****"Nii Los Onik Wah Aaz Fein Onik Wah Nah Vothni Aaz Hi Ni Pruz Fein Alduin" He paused searching for the right words to say or, rather think.

*****"Tiid Los Nih Lingrah, Orin Nu Faal Krah Askrop Ko, Zu'u Praang Faal Dovahkiin, Nih Faal Dovah"
She looked at him then straightened
******"Ful Kus Nii Tiid Drog" she said, then the dragon's eyes rolled back into it's head, and it began to shiver, and flakes of it's skin
began to fall off and burn. The entire form glowed brightly for a moment, and then it collapsed in on itself.

When the dust cleared, Jane was lying on the ground, unconscious. For what seemed like a very long time, The only thing the Doctor could do was stare at her;
Then, Just as he started to regain feeling in his limbs, Jane stirred, and looked up at him.

Jane wasn't sure what happened, or why she felt so sore. She groaned a little and shook herself, then she looked up to see Dok-Tor staring at her.
"Dok-Tor, what happened?" She winced a little at when something touched her mind, although it was far gentler than the than any of the Divines or Daedra, everything seemed
to be throbbing like she was hungover (Something that she hadn't happened since her first encounter with Nord mead).
"Sorry, I seem to be paralyzed... err, would you mind? When you've gotten back your bearings"
She recognized the voice as Dok-Tor's.
She gave him a slightly pained smile as she rummaged through her bag for healing potion.
"Well aren't you just filled with surprises"
Once she found one, she downed it in one swallow, then she felt much more cleared headed.
She walked over to where Dok-Tor was standing, and examined him closely.
"Well, I've got some good news and some bad news. The goods news is that it looks like it's just frost bite venom, which means you should be able to walk in a few minutes"
Judging by the tone of his voice, Jane imagined that Dok-Tor would have rolled his eyes if he could.
"What's the bad news?"
"If we don't find an antidote, then you'll be dead in about an hour."

Dragon translations (and don't worry, I plan not to have as many conversations in dragon latter in this story)

*fury all enemies burn, die
**Out mind Time lord
***I am not your enemy dragonborn, I know you are in there Jane, so please listen to me (literally hear me)
****It is wiser to have mercy than to have fury without it you are no better than Alduin
*****Time is short, even now the cold creeps in I need the Dovahkiin, not the Dragon
******So be it time lord