It wasn't working. Her energy was leaving faster than his was replacing it. The demon...the Daedra as they used to be called, was still coming. He tried to pull himself away from her, but he couldn't he was losing his life force, his magic was leaving him...as was his breath.
He couldn't respond...but he couldn;t kill her. He loved her. She had lied to him...she deserved to die...NO! She was good person...she was a lying whore...she couldn't be trusted. She was so tender...so loving. She was cold and hateful...she was kind and gentle...
The argument couldn't stop. It was up to Donald to save both of them. His energy was fading fast.
A new presence filled him. It was the same he'd felt twice today. It energy flowed into them both...he felt stronger, but was still unable to fight. He looked inot Dawns eyes, they were black. He could see himself.
His hair was white again...completely white...
Thats when he saw the hand.
"No!" he tried to yell, it couldn't come out.
Posted on 2009-05-03 at 04:29:04.
Edited on 2009-05-03 at 04:29:46 by Babaloo
Not if you really start playing Oblivion, besides the Combat system is way better
He yelled that at least. The Demon's mind had entered Dawn's, and therefore his own. It sensed the weakness in him, and took control of it...his eyes fell stone bacl as well. It was in control of him, waitting for his energy to return.