Falin sighed, 'Fine, I trust your decision.'

The Immortals walk through the maze. The feel a presence staring at them. Multiple presences, in fact. Sauriil walked slowly, looking around, waving around a Divine Shockball.

Falin kept a watchful eye out. 'Almost all of my senses are dulled in here. I'm standing right beside the two of you and can barely smell you.'

Sauriil chuckled, 'I have been bathing more than normal lately.'

Falin rolled her eyes. 'Rare for you to be the smart ass.'

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Sauriil chuckled, 'I have been bathing more than normal lately.'

"When do you have the time to "bathe"?" (oooooh, shots fired!) 

Suddenly, about two dozen creatures leap in front. All are like Dovahthur, dragon creatures. 'Oh Gods.'

He tossed a Divine Shockball, the creatures stumble, twitching and burning, but otherwise unaffected.

Makor charges at one of them as he slams one of the creature's face, revealing a large gash in its face.

'Just our luck...' Falin sent an arrow at one of the creatures; it shattered when it struck, as if it had hit a shield or stone.

It turns its head, staring into Makor's eyes as the wound heals. It grabbed him and tossed him into a wall.

"What in Obivion?!"

Veyd was knocked away by Mortha zapping him with Dark lightning "Damn you!" Veyd got up and stood there, channeling Black Lightning aiming it at Mortha and sending a large stream of it at her. She knocked it away like nothing "Really Veyd?...I expected you to be a challenge" and as soon as she said that Veyd gathered up Void energy and sent a Void Blast at Mortha (Only that ONE part close the link after the explosion part) the explosion was MASSIVE as Veyd was sent spirling to the ground and waking up that instant "What---Where am I?"

As if something was ordering them, they ran away, but not from fear. The Immortals continued to travel through the dark maze. 'Never had I thought that Dovahthur's affliction was so far spread.'

After hours upon hours of searching, they reach the exit. The Sauriil blocks his eyes from the sudden light. The land was barren, dead. Everywhere, there was ash and ruins of an ancient civilization. This was from when the Redguards found their way to Tamriel. Off in the distance, was a powerful energy.

'Makor, your trial lies ahead. Go now.' Sauriil, along with the others, could now speak.

Makor holds his throat for a few seconds and coughs a bit, he sighs as he walks north(?). 

Falin sighed, "Best of luck."