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Blood Bond	By : Hikari86 Category: +A through F > Dragon Age (all) > Dragon Age (all) Views: 4278 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 1
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Caged

“Your what?” cried Alistair. “Your... brother? Oh. Well, why didn’t you tell us?”
“And what would be the significance of me telling you I have a mage for a brother, I wonder?” Zelda took her hands from Keiven and crossed her arms.
“I don’t know, but it could have been important.”
“How?”
“It’s because she’s ashamed of me,” said Keiven. Zelda turned her attention to him with surprise.
“That is not true,” she said. “I'm not ashamed of you.”
“It’s okay, I’m used to it. You were the only who ever visited me when I first came here, but even that stopped. I understand, Sis, but what are you doing here anyway?”
“Keiven, I stopped coming because, well... things were beginning to happen. But I’m not going to explain that right now.” Zelda looked back at Alistair. “And I don’t need to explain to you why I didn’t say anything.”
“I think you should have,” he said.
“Oh stop pestering her, Alistair,” Leliana budded in. “It’s understandable why she didn’t say anything, and it’s not like she didn’t tell us she was the illegitimate child of the king or anything like that.”
“Alright, I get your point.”
“And as for why I’m here now,” Zelda said to Keiven. “I’ll have to explain that later too.”
“If you are all done with this,” said Wynne. “There is something I would like to know.” She turned her attention to Keiven. “I would like to know why you were hiding in that wardrobe, young man.”
“Well, it’s not like I couldn’t take those abominations out,” he said. “I could've... if I really wanted too.”
Wynne shook her head. “Are you forgetting that I’m your senior enchanter and I know what you are capable of?”
“I-I know, it’s just...” He gestured for her to come closer. Wynne bent down and Keiven whispered into her ear.
“Oh, I see,” she said straightening back up, a slight smile on her face. “Leliana, it appears you have an admirer.”
“Teacher!”
“He doesn’t want to appear a coward in your presence. You know how young boys can be.”
Keiven’s checks became incredibly red.
“Oh, well that’s so sweet,” said Leliana. “But you don’t have to threat, Keiven. I don’t think you’re a coward. In fact, I think you’re very brave for even being up here all by yourself, facing those abominations alone.”
“Really? You think so? Because I was up here fighting them, and making sure that this floor was safe before you could come here.”
“Alright, Keiven, that’s enough,” said Zelda. “Stop your lying.”
“But I wasn’t lying, Sis!”
“Just tell us what you were doing here,” said Wynne. “From what I understood, most everybody was down on the second floor where the meeting was being held.”
“I was down there,” Keiven stated. “I was even in the meeting.”
“And how were you in the meeting?” Wynne asked looking down at him suspiciously. “Only members of the council were in that meeting. Obviously not for apprentices.”
“Umm... well, I guess it’s because I... snuck in.” Keiven smiled sheepishly at her, hoping she wouldn’t be too mad.
“You snuck in?”
“Yeah.”
“Wait, what’s this meeting you guys are talking about?” asked Zelda.
“I suppose now would be a good time to tell you,” Wynne sighed. “Uldred returned to the tower before I did, and when I got back, I found out that he had all but convinced the Circle to join Loghain, the man who nearly destroyed us all! I cannot fault the Circle though, Uldred had a persuasive argument, and how could they have known what happened at Ostagar?”
“What did he say?”
“He was talking about some type of alliance with Loghain, and that it would be to the Circle’s advantage. Uldred said that once Loghain was in power, he would order the Chantry to give us more freedom.”
“Sounds like Uldred and Loghain were working together, just as he is working with Howe.” Zelda let out a small growl at the thought.
“It is also my suspicion,” Wynne continued. “Uldred always wanted power; perhaps Loghain promised Uldred the position of first enchanter once they had dealt with the Blight. Well, I told First Enchanter Irving what Loghain did on the battlefield. I revealed him for the traitorous bastard he is. Irving said he would take care of it. He called a meeting to confront Uldred, but something must have gone wrong. I emerged from my quarters when I heard the screams. They were coming from the meeting room, and it wasn’t long before I saw the first abomination, running down a mage. It deteriorated quickly then.”
“So this all started in the meeting?” said Leliana. “I wonder what happened in there.”
“I could tell you that,” Keiven commented.
“Yes, tell us,” said Zelda as she bent down in front of her brother. “Maybe you can even give us some information on what we might be dealing with.”
“Well, like I said,” he began. “I snuck in because I wanted to know what was going to happen. Uldred had sent the whole tower in an uproar, and everyone had gathered outside of the meeting room to know the results once they were made. I didn’t want to wait, so I snuck in once everyone went in the room and hid behind a bookcase.
“At first the meeting was boring because all they did was talk about rules and politics and other things I didn’t quite understand. I could only listen to them. I couldn’t see anything which is why I began to drift off. I was beginning to regret going in there when suddenly a loud bang woke me up and shook the entire tower. The bookcase nearly fell on me, so I came out from behind it. Before I knew what was going on, I saw a whole bunch of mages spilling into the room. It was then I saw it... not for the first time, but... it was still horrible.” Keiven turned away from his sister and everyone else.
“What did you see Keiven?” Zelda pleaded gently. “Please, tell us.”
“Blood magic,” he whispered.
“Oh no,” said Wynne. “This is not good.”
“Blood magic again,” Alistair said shaking his head. “It’s no wonder why it was banned.”
“The mages were using blood magic.” Keiven turned back to his sister and she saw tears in his eyes. “There was so much death. I was so scared. I didn’t know what to do, so I ran. I ran as fast as I could all the way up here to try and find Esumi.”
“This is her room?”
“That part is at least,” he said pointing to the position of the room that they stood in front of. “But she wasn’t here, so I left to try and find her.”
“Did you ever find her?” Wynne asked. Zelda could sense some concern in the old mage's voice.
“No, but I did run into Cullen. He said that Esumi had ran down the tower looking for me. So together we ran back down the tower and that’s when we ran into many of the abominations. They were attacking mages and templars and killing everything that got in their way. I would've had Cullen go to the apprentice quarters to find Esumi, but for some reason he wanted to go back up the tower. So we went back up, fighting both abominations and blood mages alike. He was so determined to find her. Some how we got separated though, and two abominations chased me. I tried fighting them, but it was no use. I couldn’t lose them, so I ran back in here and hid in the wardrobe. At first I thought I was safe, but they eventually found me and tried breaking in.”
“Oh Keiven, I’m so sorry,” said Zelda as she hugged him. “You were so brave.”
Keiven released himself from Zelda’s embrace, a new determination on his face. “Well, now that you’re here we can go and stop Uldred. Before I lost Cullen I heard him say something about the Harrowing Chamber. I think that might be where Uldred and the rest of the mages went.”
“Then I guess that’s where we’re going,” said Zelda as she stood.
“Right, then I’ll lead the way!”
“Not so fast, young man,” Wynne said stern. “You aren’t going anywhere except down. We took care of all the abominations from here and below so it should be safe. Go to just outside of the library, that’s where all the others are. Petra should let you through the barrier.”
“But Teacher, I want to help! I have Esumi’s staff, and I have been using it. What if she needs it? She might be in the Harrowing Chamber right now, fighting for her life!”
“No, it is to dangerous for you.” Keiven looked thoroughly disappointed.
“Wait,” said Zelda. “Maybe he should come with us.”
Wynne raised an eyebrow. “You want to put your brother in danger?”
In a way, Zelda felt that he would be safer with her, even if she was going into the lion’s den. Throughout their entire trek through the tower, she had been afraid Keiven was dead, or worse, turned into an abomination. Now that she had finally found him, she didn’t want to let him out of her sight.
“I just...”
“Teacher, you know I’ve gotten better at my spells,” pleaded Keiven. “I won’t get in the way. I just want to help, and I want to make sure Esumi is okay. She’s my best friend. You know I’ve already lost one, I don’t want to lose another.”
“But you might already have,” Wynne said with sympathy. She sighed. “Alright, but stay with me and use mostly the healing spells I taught you on your sister and Alistair.”
“Yes! Thank you, thank you, thank you!”
“That’s enough, young man. Try and calm down before I change my mind.”
“Sorry.”
Zelda nodded towards her brother before she took the lead and started heading back out of the room. They began making their accent again. Zelda felt renewed and more determined now that she had found her brother. She could now focus more on the task at hand.
***
They continued up the tower faster than they had before. Mostly because they ran into less abominations, but also because Keiven turned out to be a better mage than Zelda had thought. He was very young when they had found him to be a mage, around the age of five. Most people did not know about him for this reason. All the nobility, expect for a select few, only thought there were two Cousland children.
As they went about clearing the floors, they started finding other mages wearing green robes that were still alive, but they were not friendly. Instead, they were blood mages, some of the very ones that helped to take control of the tower during the meeting. This was when Alistair really did start using his templar training, as he was needed more than once to defuse a blood mage from using magic on several of his companions. He became more exhausted then usual from it, but with both Wynne and Keiven’s help, he was able to keep the blood mages from over powering them.
After a very brutal battle, where they had to not only fight two blood mages, but also a couple of possessed templars, which they didn’t kill, Zelda kept one of the mages alive to question her.
“Where’s Uldred?” she questioned pressing her boot into the mage’s throat. “What have you done to the tower?”
“I don’t have to tell you anything!” the blood mage spat. “Even if I do, you’re still going to kill me. Besides, you’ll find Uldred soon enough. Just keep going up. Eventually you’ll reach the sky!” She began laughing hysterically before choking when Zelda’s boot cut off her air.
“Does that mean he’s in the Harrowing Chamber?” Wynne asked. Zelda released the tension on the mage's throat to let her speak.
“What do you think, old hag?” the mage barked. “Where else would he be?”
“What is he doing up there?”
The mage laughed. “Making more of us. He captured a lot of unwilling victims and had us take them up to the Harrowing Chamber for reprogramming. See, we don’t see why the Chantry needs to control us. Since we are more powerful than regular people, why are we the ones denied?”
“You sound like the Tevinter Magistrates,” said Zelda.
“Good, because they had it right, didn’t they?” She began laughing hysterically again sending her shrill voice echoing throughout the room.
“If you’re not going to shut her up then I will,” said Keiven. He took a step forward to do so, but Zelda was too quick for him and pulled out Silverbrand and sliced off the blood mage's head. Her laughter still echoed through the room, almost giving the illusion she was still laughing as her head rolled across the floor.
“So that explains where everyone is, at least,” said Wynne. “I just hope we can make it up there in time to save most of them.”
“Maybe Esumi is up there?” Keiven looked up at the ceiling with a longing. “If she is, I hope she’s all right. I will never forgive myself if something happens to her. I know Jowan won’t.”
“Jowan, was he the other friend of yours you mention?” asked Zelda.
Keiven looked at her. “Yeah, why?”
“I met him, you know. Back in Redcliffe.”
“Really! So you mean he’s alive! Ah Sis! You have to tell me everything!” Keiven was jumping up and down in front of her.
“Yes, he’s alive, but so far it’s only because of me. But I can explain all of that later.”
“Come on, Zelda,” Keiven whined. “You always say that.”
“I promise, okay.”
“Whatever.”
Before leaving, they checked to make sure the possessed templars were okay. Wynne assured them that once they woke they would have their minds back, and with probably no memory of the incident. It was the best they could hope for. Eventually they reached the final floor before the Harrowing Chamber.
“We’re almost there,” said Wynne. “Just one more loop then we’ll get to the small flight of steps to the Chamber where we’ll confront Uldred.”
The floor was surprisingly quiet. They were sure there would be resists here as they got closer to their goal. Perhaps Uldred was so confident in his abominations that he didn’t think it necessary to put security on this floor. The group allowed themselves to relax a little, but still stayed close and alert.
“Why are you looking at me like that?” Alistair asked Keiven. The young mage was giving him a nasty glare.
“I want to know what you’re looking at,” said Keiven. “Is there something really interesting on my sister’s backside?”
“What? I...” Alistair’s checks grew red. He could hear Leliana and Wynne chuckling. Zelda lead the way, but no noise came from her. “I was not looking at your sister’s backside.”
“Uh huh.” Keiven crossed his arms. “Your eyes sure were lingering on something up there, then.”
“Okay, so I was looking at her, but only because she’s our leader. I look to her for guidance!”
“Were you looking for some type of inspiration?” giggled Leliana.
“Yes, Alistair,” Wynne commented. “What type of wisdom were you searching for in those swaying hips?”
“I was... I was not looking anywhere near that area.” Alistair sighed, hoping that they would drop it.
“You know, Alistair,” Zelda spook up, making his checks even more red. “You could've just said you were studying the herald on my shield.”
“Yes! That’s exactly it!” he exclaimed. “I was studying the herald of Highever. It’s quite interesting to look at, really.”
“It’s a bit too late for that,” said Keiven, making Wynne and Leliana giggle even more. “Just tell me what you’re intentions are with my sister, and I may not kill you.”
Now it was Alistair’s turn to laugh. “Are you serious? I have no intentions with your sister.” Though he said it with a light stutter. “I uh... I just think she’s a great leader, is all.”
“Are you forgetting that I’m a mage?”
“And are you forgetting that I’m a templar?”
“No you’re not! You’re a templar wannabe!” Keiven stuck out his tongue.
“I’m a Grey Warden, actually.” Alistair did the same with his.
Quickly Keiven brought his back into his mouth and looked at Alistair aghast. “You’re a Grey Warden?”
“Yep, and so is your sister.”
“What? Hey, Sis, why didn’t you tell me?” Keiven screamed up at her.
“Quiet, Keiven,” Zelda shushed. “And I didn’t tell you because it was something you didn’t really need to know... just yet.”
“Oh this is so cool! I have a Grey Warden as a sister! Hey, Zel, do you think you could get me into the Order? Oh, how much I would love to be a Grey Warden. Don’t they usually let family members in? I think they do. They would accept me in anyway because I am just that awesome, course they would have to if they let you in. I mean, no offense Sis, but why did they choose you over me?”
“Like I said, it’s a long story,” said Zelda.
“So then tell me! We’ve got time.”
“Not really.”
“Does it have anything to do with the reason why you’re here?”
“Yes.”
“Does it have anything to do with what happened at Ostagar?”
“Sort of.”
“You’re answers aren’t helping.”
“Hush you two,” said Wynne as she suddenly speed up and pressed for Zelda to stop in the middle of the hall. “Do you hear that?”
Zelda listened intently to the silence that engulfed the hall. At first she heard nothing, but then she thought she heard something very quiet. It sounded like someone praying. “Is that a person?”
“I believe it is,” said Wynne. “And if so, I think they may be captured or trapped. Hurry, I believe it's coming from the room right before the Harrowing Chamber.”
They ran down the hall before entering an atrium with a small flight of stairs on the other side of the door. Once in the room, they could see him. A red headed templar was knelt between them and the stairs. They could hear him praying, saying the Chant of Light in a fast, stressed voice. He appeared to be inside a clear, circular force field.
“Cullen!” Keiven cried as he ran past Zelda, running into the force field, which made him stumble back. He then pressed his hands against the force field and stared at the templar within. “Cullen! I’m so glad to see you alive.”
The templar stopped his praying and looked up at the boy. He was completely drenched in sweat and his eyes were blood shot. He stared at Keiven horrified. “No,” he whispered. “No, no, no! I will not let you do this again. I will not be taken in by these visions.”
“Cullen, it’s me. Keiven. I’m not a vision.”
“No, it won’t work,” Cullen nearly screamed. He grabbed his head with his hands and began shaking. “I must stay strong. I must!”
“The boy is exhausted,” said Wynne as she came behind Keiven. “And this cage... I’ve never seen anything like it.” She gently touched it, analyzing and observing its magic.
Zelda came to the other side of her brother and looked in at the templar. “It’s all right,” she said to him. “We’re here to help. You just need to calm down.”
“I will not do anything you say!” Cullen yelled as he stood and glared at Zelda. If he hadn’t been in that cage, Zelda was sure he would have attacked her. “I will not let them take over me. You will not do to me what you did to her!”
“Her?” Zelda and Keiven exchanged glances. “Are you talking about Esumi?”
“Don’t you dare speak her name! You have no right! Why must all these visions bring her up? Why can’t they just let me forget her?” Cullen put his hands in his face again and began crying.
“Cullen, we are not visions,” cried Keiven.
“Enough, now be gone!” Cullen clinched his fists and glared at all of them but then straightened and widened his eyes. “You’re still here? How can that be? It’s always worked before.”
“It’s because we’re real,” said Zelda. “Do not doubt that for a moment.”
“So then Keiven, it really is you?” The templar bent down to the boys level. “You’re alive?”
“Yes, but what about Esumi?” Keiven looked stricken. “What happened to her?”
Cullen’s eyes grew hard again. His lip pulled up in a growl as he ground his teeth together. “Those bastards. I’ll murder them for what they did to her!”
“What? Cullen please tell me!”
“She’s dead! Esumi is dead! Uldred... he killed her... right in front of me. Oh Maker, how I tried to save her!”
“That’s not possible,” said Keiven with horror. “Esumi is too good of a mage to just be killed.”
“Do you not see it with your own eyes?” Cullen pointed behind him. “They left her body there to torture me. To make me stare into her lifeless eyes. Well, I will not! I refuse to turn around and see the horror that still plagues her beautiful face.”
The others slowly cast their glances behind him only to find nothing.
Keiven sighed with relief. “She’s not there,” he said. “That means she must be alive.”
“No,” Cullen said calmly. “I know what I saw.”
“Perhaps that was another vision,” said Zelda. “Perhaps they only want you to think she’s dead.”
“No, that wasn’t a vision. I can still hear her screams, her pleas as she tried to reach for me, but I wasn’t able to move. I wasn’t able...”
“Maybe if you turned around yourself, you would see that it was a vision.”
“Why are you trying to torture me?” Cullen asked as he stood back up. “I don’t know who you are or why you are here, but I do know that I don’t need you to tell me lies.”
“I am Zelda, sister to Keiven and Grey Warden come here to seek help from the mages. But it appears they need my help just as much.”
“A Grey Warden? Then you will be perfectly capable of taking care of those bastards. I obviously cannot avenge Esumi, but you can at least. You need to go in there and kill every single mage. That’s the only way to end this.”
“Kill every mage?” Wynne gasped. “But aren’t there innocents in there as well?”
“I saw them being dragged in, yes, but that doesn’t mean they aren’t going to be turned. Uldred planned on turning every single one of them into an abomination if they didn’t willingly join him. So in order to be safe, they all need to die.”
Zelda looked into his eyes and saw in him a man that had been tortured to the point of exhaustion. He had thought to see the woman that he loved killed right before his eyes, and because he was refusing to turn around and see the truth, he was willing to take drastic measures in order to make up for his short comings.
“No,” she said. “I will not have innocent blood on my hands, just because you aren’t willing to accept the truth.”
“No, you aren’t willing to accept the truth!” Cullen spat at her. “Everyone that is in there right now is either an abomination or a blood mage, which means they need to be dealt with no matter what!”
“If that is the case, then I will make that decision when I need, but I will not kill someone just because they may be a blood mage.” Zelda got close to the force field, nearly making Cullen pull back thinking she was going to come right through it. “Let’s just say that Esumi really was in there? If she was still alive, would you want me to kill her?”
“The only way she would be alive right now is if she was an abomination, in which case I should be the one that kills her. She told that to me. She said that was her true fear, and that if anyone should kill her for being an abomination, she would want it to be me.”
“Then you need to stop being such a coward,” Zelda said with narrowed eyes. “If you really want to avenge Esumi then you need to get your head out of your ass and face the truth before it consumes you. That’s the reason why you’re still in this cage because you refuse to turn around and look at her. You need to face your fear. That’s what this cage is.”
Cullen averted his gaze from her, unable to say anything. “Just do what you need to do,” he finally said, whispering it to the ground.
Zelda snorted before facing the stairs.
“Sis?” Keiven said timidly.
“Come on,” she said. “If you’re friend is in there then we need to hurry and save her. Hopefully we aren’t too late and can save the others as well.” She took one last look at Cullen. He was back down on one knee praying.
Zelda made her way up the small steps with the others following her, leaving Cullen to grieve in his own self pity.
***
The Harrowing Chamber was bright with the light of many torches and the sun shining through the stained windows on it’s dome. Zelda came up the flight of steps first, careful so as to not draw attention. As she came up, a view of the doings in the Chamber were coming clear. There were several mages lined up against the wall. They appeared to be restrained in some way, though Zelda couldn’t tell how. In the center of the Chamber was another mage. He was lying on the ground, looking horrified as he stared up at a man Zelda immediately recognized from Ostagar. He was the same mage she and Arawin had saw talking to Alistair. The very same mage that got shot down by the revered mother at the meeting before the battle. This had to be Uldred.
He was turned away from the stairs and didn’t see Zelda and the others ascending. Standing next to him were two pride abominations. Their frozen skin glittering in the sun light. They seemed to be more calm and in control than the ones they fought below. It made Zelda cautious as she slowly walked up to the scene. She soon stopped, though, keeping the others from advancing as well when she saw Uldred lift his hands. Magic radiated from his fingertips and the mage on the ground lifted into the air, hanging by his hands. Uldred then took the mage’s chin and forced him to look in his eyes.
“Do you accept the gift that I offer?” he asked the mage in a smooth voice. The mage’s eyes showed horrific fear, and at first he did nothing. Then his head went slowly up and down in acceptance. Whether he was doing it on his own or not was unclear.
Uldred let the mage fall back to the floor. He backed up and the two pride abominations came closer to him, and all three looked toward the ground at the mage. They all then lifted their hands and a light emitted from them and engulfed the mage. His screams echoed throughout the whole Chamber, making Zelda and her companions flinch as well as the mages around the room cringe back against the wall. The light, along with the screams soon died, and lying where the mage used to be was now replaced with a new pride abomination. It stood and flexed it’s fingers, marveling at the way they moved. It then bowed to Uldred before it’s hellish eyes caught sight of Zelda and growled. Uldred and the other two pride abominations turned around to see the newcomers. A wicked smile went across Uldred’s face as he slowly walked to where they stood.
“Ah, it is a pleasure to finally meet the intruder that has come to do the templar's duty,” he said bowing to her. “Tell me, are they so unable to deal with us that they had to send a woman to do their job?”
Zelda ignored his comment. “I recognize you Uldred, from Ostagar. Everything including that bald head and crooked nose.”
“And you think to make fun of my appearance will make me angry?” Uldred laughed. “Not likely, maybe he would have, but not me. I do not take things so personally.”
“What are you talking about?” Zelda asked.
“That’s not Uldred anymore,” Alistair whispered to her. “He no longer resides in that body. It belongs to a pride demon now.”
“Exactly,” said Uldred. “I was wondering when someone would catch on. But you two do seem familiar. A blur within his memories, but I can still make out features of sorts. You in particular were very annoying to him,” he said pointing to Alistair.
“What is it that you want?”
“Me? I only want to see what you see. To feel and to hear. It is as all demons want. What you should be asking is what Uldred wanted. That is why I am here after all. He summoned me and gave me his body in order to do what he wanted.”
“And what might that have been?” asked Zelda.
“To free all the mages, of course!” Uldred threw his arms in the air. “Your Chantry vilifies us, calls us abominations, but a mage is but the larval form of something greater. Why try and suppress it when we can truly reach our full potential! Look at them. The Chantry has them convinced. They deny themselves the pleasure of becoming something glorious.”
“There is nothing glorious about what you are doing!” The cry came from a mage against the wall. Zelda saw Keiven’s eyes widen as he found her amongst the crowd.
“Esumi!” he shouted. He was about ready to run over to her, but Zelda stopped him. He would have run right past Uldred and who knew what the demon would have done.
“Keiven?” Esumi said softly. It was hard for Zelda to see her as she was all the way on the other side of the room, but she could tell that the mage was happy at least to know he was still alive.
“You!” Uldred scolded, turning on Esumi. “I have gotten nothing but trouble from you, elven harlot! I should have killed you when I had the chance. But no matter, you’ll be next.” Uldred snapped his fingers and two of the pride abominations went and grabbed her by the arms. Esumi kicked and screamed, but she was unable to get free from their clutches.
“Do something, Zelda!” Keiven cried. “Or let me go!” He struggled to get out of his sister’s grasp.
“We need to do something,” said Leliana. “We can’t just let him keep making abominations.”
“I recognize a lot of the mages,” Wynne said coming over to Zelda. “Including Irving. He was right next to Esumi. We need to free them all and kill Uldred before it’s too late.”
“Kill Uldred?” Zelda said with reluctance. “Is that what we have to do?”
“From what you told me, unlike Connor, Uldred and the other mages that have already turned into abominations are gone. There is no saving them.”
Zelda’s eyes narrowed and she let go of Keiven. “Don’t worry, Keiven, I won’t let anything happen to Esumi.” Keiven was about ready to run but then turned to his sister confused. “I have a plan,” she explained. “Uldred, stop what you’re doing right now!”
Uldred had Esumi suspended in the air just like he did the other mage. He let go of her face and turned malicious at Zelda. “Do you really think you can stop me? You are nothing! Not a mage, nor a templar. But yet...” He seemed to be considering something. He turned completely away from Esumi and started walking toward Zelda. “You may have some type of potential. After all, you did make it all the way up here. Perhaps I could. It would be more painful for you, but it can still be done. A demon behind your eyes would be simply marvelous.”
“I’m afraid I can’t let you do that,” said Zelda. “Nor can I let you turn any of the other mages here into abominations. Your time is up.” Zelda unsheathed Silverbrand and began advancing on him. She could hear behind her the others doing the same thing.
“I don’t think so,” said Uldred, his voice becoming more demonic sounding. He lifted up his hands and soon the whole room began spinning out of control. Zelda stopped where she was and dropped Silverbrand on the floor. She felt something icy and dark creep into her mind and began attacking her thoughts. It ripped through her conscious and straight to her will. Zelda placed her hands on her temples, but that didn’t seem to help the pain she was feeling from the attack. She tried to fight him. Tried to push him from her mind, but he was too powerful. There was nothing she could do alone.
Arawin...!

Paraphrasing from Dragon Age: Origins
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