"Ah so you wish to learn another shout?...As you wish, this shout is lava based and turns a person to stone" Veyd looked down at the ground and spoke

he turned to his right still looking at the ground

now the dragon runes were visible and Veyd turned to his right once more

the three words if power were placed into the ground with a redish glow "Read the 3 words of power" insisted Veyd stepping back to let Makor read the runes in the ground

(Remember, you have to give me apart of your soul) 

(Just read the runes!)

Closing her eyes, Falin gritted her teeth. She was silent for a long time. It started as a quiet chuckle but soon grew to loud laughter. "Of course it's my fault." Drawing her dagger, she faced the creature and pointed the blade at it. "I'm a wanderer. Charged by the gods to roam all of Nirn and keep peace. And if I stay in one place too long," she tightened her grip on the dagger, "I'm punished. Simple as that."

Lunging, she drove the dagger into the creature, where the heart should be. There was a bright flash; then nothing.

(May revise at some point)

Ahkrinfeynvokun

(Just read the runes!)

Closing her eyes, Falin gritted her teeth. She was silent for a long time. It started as a quiet chuckle but soon grew to loud laughter. "Of course it's my fault." Drawing her dagger, she faced the creature and pointed the blade at it. "I'm a wanderer. Charged by the gods to roam all of Nirn and keep peace. And if I stay in one place too long," she tightened her grip on the dagger, "I'm punished. Simple as that."

Lunging, she drove the dagger into the creature, where the heart should be. There was a bright flash; then nothing.

(May revise at some point)

(Wait... Was Fake Falin the orb?)

Makor reads the rune and uses the shout 

Grolahmul

(Wait... Was Fake Falin the orb?)

(The orb was its heart basically)

Ahkrinfeynvokun

(The orb was its heart basically)

(Oh, okay. Thought Fake Falin was the orb.)

Sauriil felt as if a powerful aura, just stopped. He couldn't feel it. He smiled. 'It is done. Now, we wait.'

"What happened? Is Falin done?"

Makor breathes in and breathes out Then it's my turn who knows what will be waiting there for me. 

Sauriil stays silent, taking a deep breath. Now, the Aldmeris was in peace. For now. First they would have to bring back the Gods, then--kill Mortha. Kill Mortha.

He thought about it. So . . . I must kill my own daughter. Very well. She is no longer Mortha: Mortha is dead.

'We must hurry. If Falin isn't back by tomorrow, we will leave.'

Makor swiftly turns to Sauriil "She's an Immortal, we can't leave her behind, that goes for all of us." 

'The Gods must be restored. No matter the cost. Be it Falin, you or me. All of us are expendable.'

Makor growls "Expendable, what do you know about war?" 

'War? My whole life is a long war. I have lived through all wars. I have witnissed the suffering it has brought! And you talk to me . . . about war?! My very existence as an Immortal is possible because of war!'