Half unconscious, I heard a Vrrrrrr, like a helicopter engine but very quiet, and I was gliding, wings and legs tied up like a pig on a spit.

I was trying to cast spells but nothing was going well and I had no strength left and I saw with terror what attacked me. A robot spider. The magic didn't work against it and the venom a physical phenomenon that the anti-poison can't counteract. The web is a kind of flexible force field, similar to a cable. And a sound in English was heard: "Intruder Alert" "Defense mode"

Did the Dwemers automatons have English in their functions?? English does not exist here and is considered a lost magic language.

Obviously there's a link between the lost Dwemer civilization and the world I come from.

Falkor arrived at the Imperial camp with his head down and Aqua went to greet him.

"Would you like to drink some mead? It'll do you good!" And Aqua took Falkor to the soldiers and they shared their shark drink. Then Aqua confided in Falkor.

"Falkor, I need to speak to you privately, or in draconian..."

"Draconian will do. Fuchur won't understand and neither will Auberone."

"Now, my big, soft toy, I know you've been through a terrible ordeal and I don't want to see you blown to pieces like that again!

I've made a decision. I'm going back to Sombreffe and I'm gonna start a new life with you. "

"But! Hey! You see I just lost my beloved dragon and you won't even let me grieve!"

"Stop your nonsense, she doesn't love you, well maybe a little at first but... Look, I'm not gonna beat around the bush here:

I love you and I like you and I'd like to adopt the eggs from you and her. I raised Fuchur and it's time for him to get a taste of life. He's with some great dragons, much stronger than me and they'll protect him and they're too young for you anyway and ... You and I are practically the same age, aren't we? What do you say? And I'd like to have some eggs with you to raise them together. Just if they're less incubated and they could hatch together and we could get some help in the village. People are very nice to us where I live and you're a nice guy, aren't you?"

Falkor let tears of emotion fall from his eyes. He wanted to say yes and at the same time say wait. But wait for what????

In his head everything was going too fast, but he didn't have time. He had to get the eggs before they were adopted. And seeing how Auberone and Vermithraxa were nice even though they were Ignar's daughters, he thought that there was no difference. It is their love for him that counts above all else.

Falkor jumped on Aqua's neck and their necks mingled in front of the soldiers who thought it was a fight over mead, but when they saw their tongues getting tangled, some thumbs were raised in a sign of bravo, others applauded and some whistled with their fingers.

Fuchur and Auberone arrived near Falkor: "Ah you are here? Have you seen Vermithraxa? "

Aqua: "Yeah, I thought she was unhappy and went after you."

Falkor: "No, I didn't see her. And it's not her style to go off like that without warning when there's a threat."

A soldier came up from patrol and said, "I found this big cape or scarf and it smells like a dragon! I've come to bring it back to you."

They all turned around: But this is Vermithraxa's scarf!

Falkor sniffed the scarf and said, "It doesn't smell like a dragon, it smells like venom. And look, it's torn and gooey. Glue."

Aqua: A giant spider! Nooo, maybe she' s lost!"

Lieutenant Rikke came in and said, it all makes sense: If it's spiderweb, it's coming in quietly and grabbing our men one by one. We've got to hurry up and find that monster.

But this monster had the peculiarity of turning its legs into propellers and of being able to fly with its prey.

Practically impossible to trace

Falkor used his infrared and ultraviolet vision to hunt and detect something, but only strands of silk were on the ground. A few marks and then nothing.

"They don't fly these spiders?" he pointed out.

He wasn't far from the truth, though. Had it been a normal spider, they would have picked up the scent by pecking at the legs on the ground. Especially a giant one.

It drove them crazy.

I was grogged and tied up, unable to move and started speaking in English.

Robot?

-BAD SYNTAX!

Stop?

-BAD SYNTAX!

I am Vermithraxa

-INTRUDERS MUST BE DISPOSED OFF

HELP!

-Command lines are...XXXXXXX, plethora of commands and syntax. Looks like Unix or an old OS.

I must slow it down at all costs

DIR!

a plethora of files scroll

DIR/P!

I see a lot of files scrolling page by page.

CRTL ALT DEL!

-Invalid access!

I am maintenance technician!

-LOGIN?

Administrator!

-PASSWORD?

0000000!

-INVALID ACCESS!

Shit, it's not working! It's locked, you should be able to read the stuff on the robot, maybe the builder put the password on a piece of paper... the drawings are English in code like wingding!

I have to slow it down or crash it!

Yes, defragmentation takes a lot of resources!

SCANDISK C: !

Scan C: YES/NO?

Yes!

Yes, the turbine blades are slowing down and we're going down.

ROAAAAARR! Help!

Quiet...

An hour goes by but I can't untie myself.

Then I hear woods cracking and a big FLAP!

Something big has landed nearby and then I hear voices.

"Lord Morthales, I've set the drone trapped in the right place, it should be here with new prey and souls.

It's nothing my child, take a look around and if you suspect the slightest investigation that leads to us, crush that egg, then we'll find ourselves back where we started. Take care of yourself and don't let your madness blind you. We all need you very much, Ignar."

Oh, shit, it's Ignar and Morthales again.... I'm finished if he finds me.

BZZZZZZ

-SCAN COMPLETE

-Ready!

Me: "Defrag C:"!

- Proceed Defrag C: Yes/No?

Yes.

The gears made noise with the discs and this attracted EVIDENTALLY Ignar!

I was on the hillside between the Dwemer ruins and the Imperial camp but about 3/4 of the way was done. I was a few hundred meters from Mzulft.

Luckily or unfortunately it was also Ignar's lair!

"BUT, BUT, BUT, WHAT HAVE I GOT HERE! MY LITTLE DARLY!!!" Ignar laughed.