I Received System to Become Dragonborn

Chapter 620 Waiting

The elders led Erend down another series of tunnels, their dim glow a stark contrast to the heavy tension settling over the group. The silence stretched, broken only by the steady rhythm of their footsteps against the stone. When they descended Erend felt a faint almost electric charge that prickled against his senses.

Then they entered a vast, cavernous hall. Scattered across the polished stone floor lay massive, shimmering blue bones. Though disjointed and incomplete, the skeleton radiated a faint energy that made the hairs on the back of his neck stand on end.

Even in death, it carried an undeniable presence. Erend stopped a few paces from the nearest bone — a fragment of what appeared to be a rib — and reached out with his senses. The energy pulsing faintly from the bones felt ancient and foreign, yet deeply powerful. He could barely imagine the power this goddess must have wielded when she was alife.

The room was far from empty. Gathered around the scattered remains stood Commander Varok and several squad leaders, they turned to face the new arrivals. Their postures straightened as their gazes fell upon Erend.

Elena had clearly briefed them well. Varok stepped forward. His movements were measured, his expression stoic yet respectful.

"So," Varok said. "You're the friend of Eccar."

Erend nodded, his tone even but firm. "I am."

The squad leaders exchanged glances, their respect evident in the way they stepped aside, making room for him near the remains. Erend could sense their unease. They, too, felt the faint but power coming from the bones.

Varok inclined his head. "Elena has explaining of your arrival. If you are Eccar's friend, then we are in good hands."

Erend just nodded cause his attention is now fully at the bones. The power lingering here wasn't just strength. There was something deeper about these bones, more primal.

The silver-haired elder gestured toward the remains.

"These are the goddess's bones. They were retrieved after the raid on Blackrock Pass, as you've been told. We believe her skeleton is the key to understanding the invaders' purpose and their power."

Her voice dropped slightly as she turned toward Commander Varok and the squad leaders. "You will accompany Lord Erend from here on. Work closely with him because the challenges ahead will demand cooperation."

The elders exchanged one last glance, a silent understanding passing between them. The silver-haired woman gave Erend a meaningful look, a silent reminder of the secrets they had entrusted to him.

Erend's jaw tightened. He nodded in understanding.

Without another word, the elders turned and departed, their robes trailing behind them as they ascended the tunnel.

Erend moved closer to the skeleton, his gaze scanning the massive, scattered fragments. He placed a hand lightly on one of the larger bones — a shard of a femur, perhaps — and felt the faint current of power surge through him. The goddess, in life, must have been nothing short of a force of nature.

"She was powerful," Erend murmured.

Commander Varok stepped forward, his eyes narrowing as he studied the Dragonborn. "What do you make of it, my Lord?"

"I'll do what I can," Erend said quietly.

Varok nodded, then said. "So what do we do now?"

"We wait," Erend smiled meaningfully.

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The chamber was a void of silence. Eccar sat in the center of his confined cell with chains binding his wrists and ankles. The faint glow of runes etched into the chains that supposed to kept his Dragonborn strength suppressed.

Yet, his mind was far from idle.

Eccar sharpened his senses. He let his hearing stretch out, searching for the faintest whisper that might offer him a sliver of insight.

For hours, there was nothing. Only the monotonous shuffling of guards, the occasional murmur too faint to decipher, and the clinking of chains when he adjusted his position. Each passing moment gnawed at his patience and he start to feel annoyed.

His claws itched to tear through the walls and tear his captors apart but brute force wasn't an option — not yet. He needed more information.

And then, a fragment of conversation drifted through the stagnant air.

"...Lord Krevak... departing soon... meeting with the High Council..."

Eccar's eyes snapped open.

"Lord Krevak.

Is that the guy that brought me here? Porbably he is."

If he was leaving to meet with their High Council, it could only mean one thing: something critical was about to happen.

Eccar's annoyance shifted into a calculating determination. He leaned back against the wall, his mind already working through the possibilities.

A faint smirk tugged at his lips, though his chains remained taut.

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