I Received System to Become Dragonborn

Chapter 553: The End Of Her

Erend's fiery punches rained down like a relentless storm, each blow landing with a sickening thud. Miraslava's face became a bloody mess and her skin start to splitting and her flesh also burning under the onslaught. She could only endure the barrage for now because she is trapped withing Eccar's earth prison. Her body jerking with every hit.

But just as Erend prepared to deliver another, her eyes flashed with rage.

A scream erupted from her and from the chaotic storm above, black lightning crackled down, striking both Erend and Eccar.

BOOM!

BOOM!

The surge of dark energy sent a jolt through their bodies, making them stagger backward, their defenses faltering. Eccar gritted his teeth, struggling to hold onto his concentration, but the force of the lightning disrupted his attack so the earth tendrils and prison holding Miraslava shattered as Eccar's grip weakened.

With a roar of triumph, Miraslava broke free, her monstrous strength shattering the remaining stones around her. In a blur of movement she lunged at Erend, her massive hand wrapping around his throat.

She then drove him downward with immense force and slamming Erend into the ground. The impact sent a shockwave through the earth, cracks spiderwebbing out from the crater she created.

Eccar wasted no time. Seeing Erend pinned, he summoned a giant boulder from above and hurled it down.

The massive rock smashed into Miraslava's head, staggering her and forcing her to release her grip. She swayed, momentarily dazed, and that was all Erend needed.

With a powerful kick, he launched Miraslava off the ground, sending her hurtling through the air. Eccar followed up immediately, descending from above with fists hardened like stone. He delivered a crushing blow that sent her crashing back to the earth few meters from Erend, creating another crater upon impact.

Erend shot upward, his wings spreading wide as flames burst around him. He dived back down with fiery speed and colliding with Miraslava, his fists igniting as he unleashed another barrage of flaming punches.

At the same time, Eccar closed in from the side, his fists glowing with earth magic as he joined Erend, their synchronized attacks pounding into Miraslava from both sides.

The ground shook under the combined assault, flames and earth colliding with dark energy as they hammered Miraslava, refusing to give her a moment's respite.

Erend and Eccar exchanged a quick glance, both understanding that this was their final chance. They had to end it now.

With a burst of power, they launched themselves at Miraslava, their bodies blazing with Magic energy of their element. Flames roared around Erend while the earth rippled and hardened beneath Eccar's feet, propelling them forward like missiles.

"HAAAAAAA!!!"

Miraslava roared again in anger, then swinging her greatsword and summoning black lightning to push them back. Her strikes were powerful, and she managed to shove them away several times.

But each time, the Dragonborn closed the distance again with their relentless and unyielding assault. Flames and stone met her every attack, and the sky lit up with the clash of elemental forces.

After vicious grapple they finally managed to weakening Miraslava more. Erend then seized Miraslava's left arm. His flames flared with heat intensity as he pulled her arm. With a savage roar, he tore her arm from its socket, the sound of ripping flesh and cracking bone echoing across the battlefield.

Eccar moved in from the other side with fists that already encased in jagged earth. With one powerful strike he shattered her right leg, breaking it at the knee and sending her crashing to the ground.

Miraslava screamed in agony, her body thrashing as black lightning rained down again. The dark bolts seared their skin but Erend and Eccar pushed through, ignoring the pain. They knew this was their moment and they can not let this go again.

Miraslava lay sprawled on the ground, her body twitching, her energy faltering. The once-fearsome harbinger of doom was now barely able to move.

Erend grabbed her head, flames coiling around his arm, while Eccar clamped down on her torso, his hands merging with the earth beneath to hold her in place.

With a united heave, they pulled in opposite directions. Their muscles bulged and their auras flared as they put everything they had into the final attack.

The tension built until finally, with a sickening crack, Miraslava's head was severed from her body. Her roar of rage died in her throat as her lifeless form slumped to the ground, her dark energy finally fading.

Erend and Eccar finally heaved a sigh of relief, their scaled bodies battered and covered in dozens of marks but the sense of victory finally washed over them. The air was still and the remnants of Miraslava's dark energy dissipated into the atmosphere like smoke.

But just as they thought the battle was over, movement caught their eyes. From within the mangled remains of Miraslava's body something shifted. Both Dragonborn tensed and get ready for another threat.

A figure slowly emerged, Svetlana, the other harbinger. She had been encased in a black membrane and hidden on her sister's back like a shadow before. Now, with Miraslava's defeat, the membrane dissolved and revealing her frail form.

She stumbled forward like a child, her body trembling as she broke free. She was weak and unsteady, Svetlana struggled to lift her head, her eyes locking onto the sight of her sister's decapitated body.

For a moment, she was silent, her gaze fixed on the severed head lying in the dirt. Then, a soft, broken cry escaped her lips. Tears welled up in her eyes as she sank to her knees, her face contorted with grief. The last harbinger of doom now looked small and vulnerable, mourning the loss of the only family she had left.

Erend and Eccar then exchanging glances. They knew that Svetlana would no longer be a threat and when they heard Svetlana's voice they felt a little sorry.

But they will not forget that the woman crying in front of them right now is an enemy, who intends to destroy their world. There can't be room for pity.

Erend and Eccar walked towards Svetlana.

"Tell me where the essence of your master is," Erend said coldly to Svetlana.

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