20demayo Chapter 33: Chapter VI: Aftermath
Chapter 33: Chapter VI: Aftermath
Chapter 33: Chapter VI: Aftermath
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(Reyvin's pov)
As I opened my eyes the feeling of heavy exhaustion assaulted me, looking around I appeared to be inside a tent, outside I could hear a lot of people talking, alongside loudly rushing
water.
Getting up was absolute torture, and just as I thought I was ready to step out a feeling of nausea hit me and I doubled over throwing up coagulated blood and the disgusting remnants of the potions I drank.
I hear someone get inside the tent and am suddenly grabbed by a pair of hands, Bor looks me over for a second and starts casting healing, focusing mostly on my throat. As he is doing that he speaks up "I didn't know you actually managed to learn the thu'um, we kept joking how you were wasting your time"
I go to respond but all I get is another wave of pain and nausea.
He signals me to stop "You fucked your throat up pretty bad, it isn't getting fixed without the help of a master, thankfully you only seem to be extremely exhausted and not dying."
I shake my head and mouth the words "So Nords can learn something useful huh"
He rolls his eyes, gives me the finger, and then offers me a waterskin which I greedily drink from.
While I am drinking like a man that just escaped the desert he explains the situation. Apparently, there is an entrance at the far end of the cave leading into some kind of Dwemer ruin, presumably overrun by either animanculi or Falmer. All of the surviving prisoners have been rounded up already and the guards are discussing how to proceed.
I nod along as he explains and show that I am no longer feeling like I am dying so we step out of the tent. Outside, sitting around a couple of fires there are about fifty Nords both old and young, most of them seem delirious or just very tired.
The guards notice me and give me a subdued cheer, if I continue with my stunts they might name me an honorary n'wah. I snort at the thought, and wince because snorting fucking hurts right now. Grabbing my spear from near the tent's entrance I start slowly walking toward Thorgrims position while using it as a crutch.
My young Nord friend breaks the silence after some time "Saved my ass again eh?" trying to hide his lack of comfort with the idea behind a joking tone.
I move as if I was laughing at him and write down "Better start getting used to it kid, we in the big leagues tend to do all the heroic deeds while you, the kids get saved!"
He rolls his eyes and asks with some irritation "How do you get so strong? What do you have that I don't"
I give him the trademark Saitama deadpan look and slowly raise my hand covering it in fire.
We are both silent for a bit until he facepalms and mutters "Ok I am going to go end myself be right back"
I interrupt him and write down "Still sure you don't want me to show you some spells? we do have a day to waste"
He stills for a moment, his pride warring with his desire for strength before saying "Alright, show me your ways o magic man"
I go to laugh, but all I get out is a cough, he seems worried but I wave him off and cast fast healing on my throat, getting the pain under control. I spend a good portion of the day showing him how to channel Magicka and how to make the most basic of flames, he manages to create a spark of fire which is actually quite impressive, but he seems dissatisfied. Leaving Thorfinn to practice far more than it is healthy I go for a patrol around the camp.
The guards all look at me with genuine respect now, their mood is a mixture of triumph and sadness, but since Nords venerate a heroic death at one mention of Sovengarde all of them cheer up.
The next day I find myself feeling a bit better, I can jog a bit now but that is about the extent of it, my voice is still fucked however.
The next day arrives without issues, early in what I can only guess is the morning I hear noise coming from the entrance of the cave, sending Scorch to scout just in case he quickly reports that there are about twenty guards coming alongside the Captain himself.
'Finally! Burning myself from the inside out is preferable to all the waiting.'
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