Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-5543592-20140317024638/@comment-5543592-20140404012456

There was a climatic explosion, knocking J'Baad, Dalon, and Rhiannon to the ground. There was a shock wave, kicking up dust and debris everywhere, even shaking buildings. Those in the tower felt it.

The Daedra had pushed what remained of the Legion back to Tullius' tent. The General drew his sword and joined in the final skirmish.

"For the Empire!" But just as the General's blade drew Dremora blood, the Daedra stopped. A thousand Daedric weapons clattered to the ground as shrieking Daedra vanished in poofs of red mist or electricity. Some simply vanished.

The Legion was celebrating. Tullius was looking up at the tower as he lower his sword arm to his side. They had won: but at what cost?