Eragon

Eragon stood in the center of the hall, arms crossed over his chest. His gaze was icy, and his voice was a death sentence.

"You still don't understand, Vicky? You're playing with forces beyond your control. "

Vicky took a step forward, her fists clenched and her eyes shining with determination.

"Uncontrollable?" Her voice trembled with anger. "I saw what you did to Rebecca. You killed her, Eragon. Killed her without hesitation! "

Eragon chuckled, but a hint of regret flickered in his eyes.

"Rebecca was a threat. She knew too much and could upset the balance. I acted for the good of the citadel. "

"For the greater good?" Vicky took another step. "You're using these words to justify your crimes! You killed Advisor Torendo, you threatened me... What next? Kill everyone who stands in your way? "

Eragon shook his head slowly.

"You're naive, Vicky. The world isn't black and white. Sometimes you have to do something terrible to maintain order. You won't understand that until you're in my shoes. "

"Never!" Vicky stopped abruptly. "I'll never be like you. You think power gives you the right to decide who lives and who dies? But it doesn't. You're just a coward hiding behind your convictions! "

Eragon's face twisted in rage. He took a step forward, and the air around him crackled with magical energy.

"Be careful with your accusations, Vicky," his voice became low and menacing. "You forget who you're talking to. I'm the citadel's advisor, and my power exceeds yours. "

"Perhaps so," Vicky raised her hand, and an aura of light magic shone around her. "But I'm not alone. I have those who believe in justice behind me. And I won't allow you to continue to sow chaos. "

Eragon laughed, coldly, without joy.

"Sentimentality. That's your weakness, Vicky. You believe in friendship, in love, in justice... But I believe in order. And if blood must be shed to preserve it, I will do it. "

He waved his hand and a clot of dark energy flew towards Vika.

Abilities. Eragon can see through the eyes of his raven, Amycus. The raven has the ability to predict the future, which is useful in battle—Amycus can warn his mentor of enemy attacks in advance. Eragon meditates constantly to strengthen his bond with Amycus.

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