Hah. What a waste that would be! She reached, hands cupping his chin, and hoist his head up to look at her. "Be a good boy. And you just might enjoy this..."

"You WERE." As he feebly struggled, she walked toward him, without a hint of hesitation in her stride. "But now?" She leaned, with him struggling she was now looming over HIM. "... YOU'RE MINE."

And that she would, skidding back, catching herself before lifting her hand, using magic to fire massive bolts of electricity toward him, while at the same time her maw opened.... And called forth a wall of flames. Hitting him with a two pronged assault of lightning and fire. "Give it up, this-

She growled. Not of fear, but annoyance. She'd flick and dodge as effectively as she could, before staring up at the heavens above, her voice echoing. "Look... Vah KOOR!" Like a the eye of a hurricane her voice called the storm above to heel. Stopping his storm before locking eyes with the—

"!" arms lift, allowing herself to guard against the talon, albeit still sliding back from the swipe. She grinned, spinning her blade, walking along his side. "I do not fear death. Do you? THAT is what'll be the deciding factor. I. Fear. NOTHING." Her cold gaze met his, before a wicked-

She does not let up. A whirlwind shout quickly followed, and she was on him. Attempting to slam her blade into his wing. Her goal was clear.... To remove his ability to fly. "It means everything, you belong BENEATH me!"

"Emptied words coming from the fleeing prey." She eyed him. Inhaling, he'd hear the haunting words.... "Joor... ZAH FRUL!" Dragonrend spewed forth, aimed straight at his chest. She wants him down, NOW.

No a lick of fear were in her gaze. Rather, excitement. Almost as if she was eying her dinner. Once he began to speak, she deeply inhaled. Her chest extending, matching words with him created a massive pillar bellpwojg from her own throat. Meeting his part way, the two flames clashing in the-

Despite his impressive display, what was equally impressive? Was the Dovahkiin's reaction. Or.... Lack, there of. She stood firm, her cold glare only seemed to intensify. This one was far different from the usual... "Not only do I intend to dethrone you. But I will wrap chains around your—

His red ones, lock on to her cold, blue ones. Seeing to stare straight through him. "Not test. To /dethrone/ you."

"Your time is nigh, Worldeater."

𝐒𝐮𝐜𝐤 𝐦𝐲 𝐝𝐢𝐜𝐤, 𝐀𝐥𝐝𝐮𝐢𝐧.

Okay. Gif in pinned doesn't play. I'll have to find another.

Gif not playing?