Eccar shot through the air like a missile. The wind screaming around him. His eyes locked on the woman.
His wings folded in to gain speed. His claws glowing with earth Magic. Dust spiraled beneath him as he dove. His aura flaring golden-brown.
The woman — Orzhal-Kur — turned her head just in time. Her smile faded, replaced by recognition.
"There's the other one," she hissed, her voice curling like smoke. "Another Dragonborn, the earth-shaker!"
Her eyes flashed. She raised one hand, and thick thorned vines burst from the ground, reaching up to intercept Eccar.
But Eccar didn't slow down. He smashed through the first set of vines with a roar and keep going until he arrived right in front of her.
His armored fist glowing with a layer of compressed stone. He swung straight for her chest.
Orzhal-Kur twisted his aside. Her orange lames coiling around her body as she avoided the strike.
The vines hissed and lunged again, this time snaring around Eccar's leg.
