[The scene continues to play out. The petrified Past!Melius hauled forward, shoved into the dirt. Which... vibrates, for some reason. The guards hesitate for a beat, looking around. They shrug it off, quickly enough. Moving to arrange their prisoner properly for the execution.]
[Melius has turned his head away. He can't look at the scene. He can't look at Chizuru. The ground is safe. Logically, he is well aware she isn't upset with him. Not even he is that socially anxious. But somehow, he feels like he's done something wrong, regardless.]
It... you don't - you don't have to.
[She doesn't have to forgive them. He's pretty sure none of them made it out of Helgen.]
[And he doesn't have time to explain. No sooner does his Past!self fall onto the block than the air starts to vibrate. An ear-shattering roar sends the guards staggering. Something lands atop the tower, sending pieces of it falling to the ground. Another roar. This one forms into, of all things, words.]
ππβπβ πΉπΈβ π»ππ
[The massive, black horror perched atop the tower, like a twisted bat, is a dragon. And its words send the sky boiling, clouds twisting into deadly red spirals overhead.]
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[Melius has turned his head away. He can't look at the scene. He can't look at Chizuru. The ground is safe. Logically, he is well aware she isn't upset with him. Not even he is that socially anxious. But somehow, he feels like he's done something wrong, regardless.]
It... you don't - you don't have to.
[She doesn't have to forgive them. He's pretty sure none of them made it out of Helgen.]
[And he doesn't have time to explain. No sooner does his Past!self fall onto the block than the air starts to vibrate. An ear-shattering roar sends the guards staggering. Something lands atop the tower, sending pieces of it falling to the ground. Another roar. This one forms into, of all things, words.]
[The massive, black horror perched atop the tower, like a twisted bat, is a dragon. And its words send the sky boiling, clouds twisting into deadly red spirals overhead.]