I Received System to Become Dragonborn

Kaela's fingers trembled slightly as she reached into her pouch and retrieving the healing potion sealed in thick glass. She popped the cork and downed the bitter liquid in one go, the taste sharp and cold on her tongue.

But then warmth spread through her chest a moment later. Her torn muscles knitting, the worst of her bleeding slowing. But it wasn't enough. She was not fully healed yet.

She leaned back against the cold stone wall, breathing deep, just for a few seconds. Even thuough she needs to go back to battle she choose to rest for a while.

The battle before her was a chaos. Blades clashed, limbs crashed down and swiping hard, and Jan's glowing arrows streaked like falling stars. But no matter how much punishment the abomination took it didn't fall.

It indeed let out screams that sounded like a wretched multi-throated sound of torment, but not once had it staggered from injury.

Its limbs still writhed and regenerating, some slow but some was faster than the rest. Its mass still advanced. It was enduring everything they had as if pain was fuel instead of weakness.

Kaela narrowed her eyes, forcing herself to focus.

She wasn't strong enough to dive back in just yet, but she could think and study from afar wth wider perspective.

Her gaze swept over the writhing monstrosity. Dozens of limbs stitched from corpses, dozens of faces that somehow now start gaining expresssion. Some frozen in agony, others silently weeping.

It was hard to see structure in something so disturbing. But, Kaela had trained for this. Her mind cut through the horror, analyzing the joints, the way it moved, and the way the screams rose and fell with each motion.

Then she saw it.

Just for a second, when one of the upper limbs reared to farr back after Jan's arrow hit it, she saw a faint green glow pulsed beneath layers of warped flesh near something that could be said as its chest.

Kaela was sura that it was not just a glow but a core, maybe. Small, but bright. Like energy leaking from something buried inside.

Her heart pounded. It had to mean something.

She leaned forward. Searched for more. But nothing else stood out. Just the pulsing green light that now hidden in a tangled mass of bone and muscle.

Then she heard something cracking.

Kaela jerked up. Thorne, who had just cleaved a path through three limbs, faltered. A massive arm slammed into his side, lifting him clean off the ground.

Another limb shot down like a snake and coiled around his torso, crushing with horrific strength.

"Thorne!" she cried.

"AAARGH, SHIIIT!!!"

He let out a pained scream.

Mark's eyes widened, rage erupting across his super focused face now. Jan froze for just a heartbeat before loosing another arrow. Hund roared and charged harder.

Kaela's fists clenched. They were losing.

However… they might have a chance.

If she was right about that green light, if that truly was the core, they could turn this fight around.

But they had to act fast.

Kaela sprang to her feet, pushing past the lingering pain in her legs and ribs.

"THERE'S A CORE! A GREEN GLOW IN ITS CHEST. I THINK THAT'S ITS WEAKNESS!" Her voice rang out, sharp and urgent over the chaos.

Mark's head snapped in her direction, eyes locking onto hers for just a heartbeat. Then he nodded.

"Jan! Save Thorne!" he shouted. "Kaela, Hund, we're going for its chest!"

Jan didn't waste time. "Understood!"

The group launched into motion with no hesitation like a well-oiled machine even in the jaws of hell.

Kaela gritted her teeth and dashed after Mark, Hund flanking her with that wild, fearless look still in his eyes.

They charged, dodging crashing limbs and ducking beneath shrieking torsos that jutted from the abomination's sides. Their path was straight toward the core that Kaela said, straight toward death.

Meanwhile, Jan drew his bow. His hands were shaking now, his Magic energy reserves nearly drained but there was no time to hesitate. He couldn't think about that. Couldn't care that he might be casting his last spell. Thorne was in danger.

He focused, fingers tracing invisible sigils across the air before gripping the conjured arrow.

It shimmered, bright white, crackling with coiled lightning. He aimed carefully.

SWISH!

CRACK!

The arrow flew, striking the limb coiled around Thorne's chest.

The lightning surged in, bursting from the inside out in one sharp flash. The limb shrieked as it convulsed then exploded, spewing black ichor in all directions.

Thorne dropped like a stone, but Jan was already running. He dove and caught his comrade with a heavy grunt, cushioning the fall. Thorne was breathing. He was hurt but alive.

"I've got you," Jan muttered, helping him to his knees. "You're not dying today."

Back near the beast, Mark led the climb. He leapt onto a lower limb that was writhing along the ground, then vaulted onto the abomination's side.

Hund followed close behind, hacking through a cluster of screeching faces that tried to bite at him. Kaela climbed after them, her dagger flashing to ward off attacking sinew and twitching growths.

The flesh of the creature was like climbing a tower of corpses—sickeningly soft in some places, then rigid and pulsing in other places. Limbs sprouted at random, attacking them with blind rage.

One slammed toward Mark's head but he deflected it with a quick upward slash, his runes flaring again.

"We're close!" he shouted. "The core should be just up ahead!"

"I see it!" Kaela called. "Behind that bone ridge, left side!"

Hund roared, cleaving through a jutting mass of ribs that had twisted outward like a shield.

The core pulsed again with green sickly light. Their eyes all aimed at that thing.

"Its just like the golem that time! the golem also have that kind of core!" Hund who had killed the golem before shouted, confirming Kaela's suggestion.

The abomination screamed. As if not just in pain but also in fear. It knew.

Mark narrowed his eyes. "Push harder! This ends now!"

The three of them surged forward.

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