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"[Greed]... Possess [Sunder]."

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[Giant Sunder]

- Elemental Damage

- Soul Damage

- Weight Control ☆

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This was the answer to the current situation. A blade under the effect of [Hyper Magnitude] is something that can cleave through a small mountain. Only the other form of [Sunder] can create a difference against such a thing.

[Greed] is a Shadow Aether exclusive to Jon. An Aether is a substance in the forms of both matter and energy at the same time. The Shadow Aether can eat anything related to the Shadow Element and absorb its abilities. Ever since [Greed] has eaten the sword [Shadowrend] in Eastmarch, it became able to reform all enchanted tools into a different form by possessing it. Jon was obsessed with trying all the second forms for every artifact he comes across but the ones that left an impression on him the most were the Tools of Kagrenac.

The dagger [Keening] would turn into a hidden blade.

The single gauntlet [Wraithgaurd] would turn into a ringmail armor Known as [Wraith Mail].

[A/n: the Lore has it that Wraithgaurd’s true form is a ringmail of thousand rings when it was used during the Battle of the Red Mountain 1E 700 by Adding Sul]

The hammer [Sunder], however, would turn into a magnificent oversized hammer capable of obliterating all in its wake.

That [Giant Sunder] was now being pulled out of Jon’s shadow to strike the coming enlarged blade. Jon utilized the added feature of weight control to swing the hammer at almost weightless and turn the weight into tons on contact.

*CLANG*

And the loudest clash of metals ever heard in maybe history sounded.

The Hyper Magnitude Sword was shattered on contact with the Gigantic Sunder. The hammer broke through the blade leaving only fragments to fall on the ground. The blade’s tip was fixed deep in the ground and the handle along with the Red Champion’s arms were badly obliterated.

The Red Champion was merely a few meters away coughing out blood in his last moments.

Jon walked to him and looked down on the dying man.

"KILL! KILL! KILL! KILL! KILL!"

The crowd didn’t stop cheering from that point onwards wanting to see more blood and gore. Jon unintentionally became annoyed by them.

"M... Mons... ter!" The dying Red Champion said coughing out more blood.

"Like I care."

Jon simply threw the [Giant Sunder] on the Red Champion turning him into meat paste.

"Fair Ladies and Noble Gents, we present to you the winneeeeeer! The Blue Champion, Jon Dare. Glory to the Winn... wait! What is that?"

As the Announcer declared, a change in the situation happened so fast.

From five directions, five shadows jumped from the crowd area and charged at Jon in an instant.

"NOW!"

"Take his life! Retrieve that Hammer!"

"We brothers will do it."

"Fifth brother, blind him."

"Here I go!"

From the Arena seats, many mages were observing Jon with great focus. Some of them were interested in the man known to horde many treasurers and some were after certain ones. Despite the change in its appearance, the [Giant Sunder] gave off the same mystic energy recorded about the Tools of Kagrenac as artifacts enchanted by the Tonal Engineering Magic. Those five mages recognized it in an instant.

Their vicious attack was timely planned when Jon is victorious and exhausted.

Their power and speed were buffed with all manners of preparation for one and ultimate assault with all kinds of spells and trap formations.

On one hand, the Arena was barely realizing what happened. On another, the other mages were having all sorts of reactions to the five who either got the lead on Jon or acted too wildly. But on a completely third hand, Jon was yawning.

Sure enough, there five were no pushovers and prepared for Jon. An attack of which they are prepared was precisely made to bring down foes of Jon caliber but...

"Too slow!"

Those five who moved in a speed normal people can’t react to made Jon less interested in them. You can give a computer to a monkey but don’t expect the monkey to magically turn into some genius. Those five were monkeys with some good tools on them.

As the five monkeys were performing their tight attack on Jon, a chain from Jon’s gauntlet flew to the [Giant Sunder] pulling it back to Jon. The hammer was now back to Jon’s hands.

*Swing* *Swing* *Swoosh* *Clang* *Swoosh*

Jon waved the [Giant Sunder] five times pushing its ’Elemental Damage’ enchantment to the ’Shock Damage’ effect.

Once the hammer came into contact with the five foes, they disappeared in their places.

Jon’s movement stopped afterward and he looked around curiously.

"They disappeared? Wow! Even the thieves in the Imperial City are a challenge. Haha! I won anyway." Jon declared with a clumsy smile and raised the hammer sky high for the crowd

Thousands of cheers answered him with a legion of fans cheering his names. Jon walked out of the Arena victorious.

The Arena Master came up and announced that the Grand Champion’s match will be held tomorrow as the Arena needs preparations and repairs and so the day was concluded.

As the people emptied the place, some did not budge from their seats. These were the high mages and the great warriors who had a lot of interest in Jon. Some were even ones planning to make a move on him and some were there for his magic. Now, those people had one thing in mind that made them freeze with chills holding them from their spines.

Those last fives swings... they were not what they seemed like.

People may have thought that the five mages managed to escape after an attempt on Jon but that couldn’t be more wrong.

They were right there... still on the Arena... lying in dust.

The hammer swings that Jon performed carried the Shock Damage effect but not for the sake of dealing damage, rather, it was for the sake of the Disintegration effect.

Jon’s swings didn’t even leave a corpse behind just like what happened with that Minotaur from the first match.

The Lightning element itself wouldn’t cause matter to disintegrate but rather would leave a nasty blast or start a fire but those who are adept with lightning can use ’Electrolysis’ to completely break down any matter into a fine dust. This is how Jon broke a fort’s wall by his Lightning magic.

Those five were now beyond recognition scattered all across the Arena. If someone wanted to blame Jon for killing five known mages or to open a formal investigation, then good luck finding the corpses. Jon himself made a dumb face to shift any responsibility away. He was not to blame.

But that power... it was horrifying.

Now the match of tomorrow would be more interesting than ever.

Darius vs Jon.

Two overbearing individuals with an aptitude for slaughter and killing. Jon is a person who achieved the rank of the Champion in one day and Darius is a person who was the Grand Champion for years.

If Jon used the Tools of Kagrenac tomorrow then Darius may be on the short side. If Jon wanted to prolong the fight then the two men will have a grand fight of equal powers.

Darius has strong artifacts too and most notably the [Raiment of Valor], the Decimating Axe, and the Blood Chariot alongside various techniques and magic spells and Blessings of certain Daedra.

Just what does tomorrow hold for the Imperial City.

***

In the Vici Villa, some maids were coming and going over a certain man. They screamed and sweat from the effort they had to put in for dealing with such an individual.

"That’s impossible, my lady. We need more maids." The head maid said to Vittoria who was standing on the door with a solemn look.

"Jon is really impressive. This number of girls can do anything to him."

She thought for a while and sighed inwardly. Jon being this hard and stiff was not a usual occurrence.

"Fine, clear the room. I should have known from the beginning normal girls can’t do anything to him anyway."

"Yes, my lady. Girls, back to your work."

The head maid led the girls out and Vittoria closed the door on her and Jon.

"You really overdid yourself this time." She said.

"Sorry about that. It really hurts being this stiff." Jon said with an apologetic face.

She sat on the bed beside him and as he was sleeping on his front with his back being exposed. His muscles were twitching hard and all the maids in the Vici villa were not strong enough to massage him.

"Will you be okay?" She asked.

"I will... it is just that I get very stiff after my body cools down after a big fight. It wasn’t a problem back home when I was with Alina and Jull, they two have miraculous skills when it comes to breaking my stiffness... on all fronts."

"What about the Altmer girl?"

"Miranda? No, her fingers hurt."

Due to her nature as an Archer and practitioner of a Martial Art known as the Desert Wind Claws, Miranda’s fingers were really strong that massaging Jon would turn into another round of pain. That’s why she was depressed in her room as she was not able to help Jon.

"Don’t worry, let’s spend the night together and your stiffness up and down will go away." Vittoria said as she undid her dress that fell down from her shoulder exposing everything all the way down.

Jon smiled and turned around giving her space to lay down beside him. The Imperial girl happily went beside him and stuck her body happily.

"Sometimes I forget that I am older than you just by comparing our size." She said.

"For a woman, you’re pretty comfortable with your age. Still, do I look like a brat teenager to you?"

"Oh, please! Forget I said anything. I am just happy you’re here."

"Okay."

Jon’s whose mental age is in a state of dispute decided to just enjoy the girl in his hands.

"By the way, do you live alone in this Villa. I mean... your family is big and all..."

"Scared of my family now?" She said, "No, my father is too old so he doesn’t come here and stay our estate in the west. Mother is in Skyrim dealing with the company in Skyrim and my brothers are ambassadors to High Rock and Hammerfell. This place is mostly mine."

"And so the noble girl joined the cult of Dibella among the bards, performers and comedians?"

"You get the story." She said and looked up, "The Imperial Palace has sent an agent an hour ago."

"Wow! I even got the Emperor’ attention?"

"Clearly. My cousin the Emperor wants you out of Cyrodiil." She said.

"..." Jon narrowed his eyes. "Want me out?" He asked.

"The Imperial Palace thinks you are seeking asylum here from the Thalmor after you. Councilor Amaund Motierre came personally and delivered a verbal message." She said.

"Amaund Motierre?" Jon froze for a second.

The name was very familiar and the man was an important NPC in ’TES5: Skyrim’ but to think he would come across the name this early.

"You know him?" Vittoria asked.

"Only heard the name once during a secret report." Jon said.

"Makes sense. He is the ’Emperor’s Dog’... truth be told, he is quite fond of the title himself."

"The Emperor’s Dog?" Jon found it funny judging by Amaund’s role in the future.

"The Left Councilor and one of the Keepers of Secrets."

"... Interesting." Jon thought.

"Anyway, we need to figure out a way to negotiate with them for you to stay here. I really am looking forward to..."

"Vittoria. I am leaving after tomorrow’s match." Jon said.

"... What?"

"I have to. I really want to stay with you but... I have a Labour to take care of."

"Wait... You are exiled and have no one with you!

What about your pursuers then? No one will touch you here. Stay with me and..."

"Shush... it’s okay." Jon said, "I have to travel for the next two years until my exile is over."

"... What do you mean? Did you make a secret condition with King Torygg?" She asked.

"No... he will die in two years from now."

"... You will... kill him?"

"No, silly! Not me... someone else will and the war will start."

"..."

"Listen, I know what I am saying is unbelievable but Ulfric will move sooner than anyone thinks and declare war against the Empire. By that time, you, the Emperor’s cousin, need to take care of yourself and the East Empire Company’s presence in Solitude." Jon said and handed her some notes and messages. "These papers are important. You will find names and dates on every one of them. Some for you, some for my wife and my family, some for my friends outside Skyrim. I want you to use the EEC’s network and deliver them by the dates recorded. This will ensure the flow of trade and the stability of prices between the East and the West."

Vittoria took the notes in her hands and saw names and dates that belonged to her, Jon’s family, Jon Battle-Born, and some with destinations outside Skyrim like Mournhold, Daggerfall and Solstheim.

"You are my ace in the hole, Vittoria. The wild card that no one will see coming. Do this right and interesting things will happen in the future."

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