The Skull - Mirandas story
The invocation was launched. The answer came after a few seconds but, instead of seeing her friend appear as usual, the spirit of Miranda joined him at the court of Sheogorath. Returned from her first surprise, she related him the whole situation. Haskill, with his legendary appearance of neutrality, gently stroked the young woman before retrieving his place.
- If you think just a little bit with your brain ... sorry, your mind, he said slowly, you quickly could deduce that your brother is about to join you here without anyone's help. So listen to this: Only your mind is currently active here. Your soul is still alive and helps your body maintain its vital functions. Your brother, who lost his body, still has his soul controlled by his mind. So he can be transported wherever he wants and when he wants. Seeing your body lying on the floor of the hold, he understands that you made the trip so far. Also understand that you are here by my will and not yours. Have I made it enough clear or do I have to repeat it again?
- Haskill, said Miranda, amazed, you will never change ... this is why I love you so much. Let me kiss you.
But as she rushed toward him, she was immediately redirected to the Ayleide world. There she heard the Morano's voice asking her to go through the Skull's door, which she instinctively did immediately.
Once the other side of the gate, she felt her own body get materialized. An intense heat surrounded her while her nostrils were assailed by an unbearable smell of sulfur. Then, Dremoras fell upon her while one of them cried: Glory to Dagon! The dinner we were waiting is finally served on a tray. Miranda then realized she had been betrayed by the false empowered of Ayleid and wondered why her brother wanted her to enter there. She was actually the main dish. The fight seemed unwinnable.
- Do not worry, threw high and loud her brother, Haskill and I will help you.
It was sufficient to comfort the young woman. The battle ensued.
Contrary to what she believed the battle was short-lived. The sword that her brother gave her was really enchanted. Every time she hit an opponent, all those who surrounded him were paralyzed, allowing her to easily kill dremoras one by one. If one of them avoided her blade, he was magically crashing against a wall and expired. It is in this way that Miranda saw that the intervention of her allies was real.
After the victory on the final battle, an incredible squeaking came from the bottom of the last room. Then, a horrible huge creature appeared in a halo of bloody light.