*They hit ground, Dinok waved a candle light spell around*

"And I'm the arrogant one?"

I heard a low screech. 'A Spider Daedra!'

The half-spider, half-mortal Daedra charged in at us. I shot multiple Thunderbolt spells. The Spider Daedra turned to ash. 'That was close. We better get moving. I don't want anymore interruptions.'

*Aloud voice shatters the silence*

"You're in my place now! I have a way out set for you- can you find it??"

*Dinok looks at the sky*

"That cocky little-"

'Calm down, Dinok. Anger won't get us through here.' I cough. 'I've been here before. It is not good for my lungs. If I stay here for more than two weeks *cough, cough* I will perish. So, if I do perish, I need you to do something. A young nordic child in Whiterun. Her name is Lucia. You need to find her and give her the Staff of Magnus.' I pointed at the blue staff on my back.

'She is the only one worthy of the Staff. Besides . . . my . . . daughter.' I felt the pain of saying the word "daughter."

"Dead, huh. I know how it feels, I slaughtered my whole family in a rage"

*Dinok takes the staff*

"What does it do?"

'It takes the magicka of any mage away. If the magicka is gone or isn't in the enemy then it will tear out their blood.' I then explain 'If you are powerful enough you become Magnus sometimes.'

"Think i could handle it?"

'I know you can. I can sense an aura of power around you.' I turn to look for more enemies. I heard a familiar cry, 'I smell weakness!' 

'Dremoras!' I see it running towards us. I charge up Wabbajack and launched it at the Dremora. It dropped as a Sweet Roll.

*Dinok smirks*

"That's not how you do it"

*A dremora comes up, Dinok pulls out a wooden staff and proceeds to beat the dremora with it. He snaps it and shoves it through his larynx and then through his heart*

"Try that"

'That is far to violent for an old fellow like me. I prefer my killing with a little more disentigration.'

Two Dremoras charge at me. I launch a Thunderbolt at one. It turns into ash.

'But I can do your's too.'

I summon a Bound Sword and stick it into the Dremoras leg. I cut its leg off, then make him swallow the blade, which I casted a certain spell on (a created spell called "Soul Bane"). It screams as its skin's moisture evapurates causing it to look like a Draugr, then it turned pale as snow. Its entire back tears open as crimson ichor erupts out. After about 5 seconds of a blood fountain it soul flys out of the back hole and dissapears. The Dremors itself erupts into flames and drops to the ground; its body completely unidentifiable.

*Dinok claps*

"You do have the killer aspect"

*Dinok conjures a dremora and uses a rock to beat it round the head. Dinok looks more animated than ever*

"HA HA! He didn't fight did he?" 

*Dinok's psychopath side shows*

I sense the dark side of Dinok and frown grimly.

*Dinok is breathing heavy, disgusted he turns*

"I may have power, but I'm still a monster, let's look for this way out"

'Dinok . . .' I pause. 'Are you alright? You don't seem well.'