As she stood there, speechless, a few of her companions began descending the mountain. The Greybeards, masters of the Voice, had been undone. What kind of horrors were they fighting? Did they really stand a chance against an enemy as formidable and terrifying as this? Doubt and questions, endless questions, thronged her mind. She suddenly realized that she’d drawn her sword at some point and looked at the sharp piece of metal in her hands. What could this blade, in its entire splendor, really accomplish once she stood face to face with a dragon? It became harder and harder to imagine a scenario in which she would even be able to draw blood from the scaled beasts. That was, if she ever got that close. The chances were that the dragon would simply bathe her in fire from above; or worse yet, ignore her. She watched helplessly as the Nord warrior Jorn walked away through the snow.
Then the wind suddenly changed direction. The fumes of what remained of High Hrothgar washed over her, stinking of sulfur and destruction. But there was something else as well. In the wind she heard the booming of wings beating against the wind. She turned towards the ruins slowly, every hair on her body standing up. And then she saw it. One last dragon came soaring through the sky beyond the black smoke, heading their way. Had it seen them? And if it had, could they escape? Or should they stand and face it? Some part of her knew she should call out to her companions in alarm, but she didn’t. It could very well have been fear that stayed her hand.
Before any of them had time to react the beast set itself down on the mountain above them. As it opened its maw, the cold air around it began to shiver with heat.
Aaah, fau sliin! It rumbled, Ahrk zeyda ol Zu'u lost pruvos bahlokus. Hi joor fen imzik pruzah kipraan!
The dunmer had no idea what the dragon had just said, but the tone in which it spoke was anything but reassuring. What Ulemi imagined was a smile spread on the monsters maw as it inhaled deeply. She knew what would come next and turned to her companions, shouting.
Dragon! Run!
She threw herself on the ground as the dragon exhaled, bathing the group in fire.