I Received System to Become Dragonborn-Chapter 1272: Stabilizing

Eccar stood at the center of the runed chamber with his feet planted firmly against the smooth stone floor. The walls around him were carved with layers upon layers of ancient inscriptions, each one designed to anchor, distort, and absorb unstable energies.

Faint blue lines pulsed along the carvings like veins beneath skin.

He closed his eyes. The time power answered almost immediately.

A golden aura flared around his body, it was faint at first then steadily rising like a quiet flame fed by unseen wind.

It did not shine too brightly. But it just shimmered. Threads of luminous gold coiled upward from his shoulders and spine, circling him in spiraling currents.

The air warped subtly around him, bending light at its edges.

Eccar took a deep breath and let his awareness sink inward.

The sensation struck again. That sideways pull. Not forward into tomorrow or backward into yesterday. But sideways into another reality.

The golden aura brightened.

Fragments began to flicker in the air around him, it looked like thin distortions like reflections in cracked glass.

A ruined city appeared for half a heartbeat behind him before vanishing. A sky split open by black lightning shimmered above his head and then dissolved. The chamber trembled faintly.

Eccar clenched his jaw but did not lose focus.

"Stabilize," he reminded himself.

The aura surged brighter in response, rising higher until it brushed the ceiling.

Time around him seemed to thicken, as if the seconds struggled to move evenly. Dust motes in the chamber slowed in the air before their fall.

Footsteps echoed beyond the first reinforced door.

Saeldir entered the underground hall without hesitation, his long robes sweeping lightly against the stone.

No one else had access to this entrance. The concealment spells layered over the corridor ensured that even if someone wandered near, they would see nothing but ordinary stone.

He carried his staff in one hand, its crystalline head faintly glowing.

As he approached the second door—the one engraved with containment sigils—he already felt the pressure building behind it. 𝚏𝗿𝗲𝐞𝚠𝕖𝐛𝗻𝗼𝐯𝕖𝚕.𝚌𝗼𝗺

The golden light seeped faintly through the cracks.

Saeldir exhaled slowly.

"He is already pushing further than yesterday," he murmured.

He stepped directly before the sealed door and planted his staff against the stone floor.

The crystal at its tip flared brighter as he began channeling his Magic into the surrounding runes.

The carvings ignited one by one, shifting from blue to radiant silver.

Inside, Eccar’s aura flared violently. For a split second, the chamber fractured.

Not physically but temporally.

The floor beneath Eccar flickered between pristine stone and cracked ruin.

His own body blurred, appearing slightly offset from itself, as if two versions overlapped imperfectly.

A pulse of energy surged everywhere.

The reinforced runes absorbed most of it, but the shockwave still rippled through the underground corridor.

Loose pebbles jumped. The air warped and bended.

Saeldir tightened his grip on the staff and increased the flow of Magic. Silver light surged through the walls, stabilizing the distortion before it could leak further into the palace foundations.

Inside the chamber, Eccar gasped but did not fall. His golden aura trembled, then steadied.

Sweat formed along his brow, though the energy surrounding him was not heat. It was caused by the strain in his mind.

Visions struck him harder and clearer now. He just saw a massive silhouette moving through void-black skies. Three figures standing against it. A fracture in reality spreading like shattered glass.

Eccar did not chase the images.

He anchored himself to the present moment, focusing on his breath and the rhythm of his heartbeat.

The golden aura slowly compressed inward.

Instead of rising wildly it began condensing around his body, tightening like armor.

The distortions in the chamber lessened. The flickering floor stabilized and the overlapping images faded.

Outside, Saeldir felt the change immediately.

The violent fluctuations smoothed into steady waves. He allowed his staff’s glow to dim slightly but did not withdraw his support.

Minutes passed in silence.

Finally, the golden light around Eccar settled into a steady radiance hugging close to his body.

He opened his eyes. They glowed faintly gold. The mastery of this time power was still distant, but the chaos had lessened.

The training was working. Eccar and Saeldir both could feel it.

Saeldir withdrew part of his containment Magic on the runed chamber. The silver glow along the walls dimmed back into calm blue lines.

He stepped inside the chamber.

"How are you feeling?" Saeldir asked, his sharp eyes scanning the stabilized space before resting on Eccar.

Eccar let out a slow breath and rolled his shoulders.

The faint golden radiance still clung to him like a thin mantle of light.

"Good... I guess," he replied. "At least now I feel better than before."

Saeldir nodded with feelings of satisfaction with the steadiness in Eccar’s aura.

"That is good. You cannot force this power. You must allow your body to slowly adapt to it. The time power is not an element to be dominated. It must be understood," Saeldir said.

"I know," Eccar said quietly. His gaze drifted toward the runes on the wall, thoughtful. "But... I feel like we don’t have much time left."

Saeldir’s brows furrowed at once. He sensed the shift in Eccar’s tone. It was no longer about training strain. Something serious was on his mind.

"What do you mean?" he asked.

Eccar hesitated for a brief second before answering.

"Erend received another... uhh.. vision."

The words settled heavily in the chamber.

Saeldir swallowed a mouthful of saliva.

"The same as yours?" he asked carefully.

"Similar," Eccar replied. "Monsters. Ruin. Something vast moving behind it all. And now... the... big bad guy, has contacted him directly."

For the first time since entering, Saeldir’s composure visibly tightened.

"So it has begun again," the Archmage murmured.

The chamber felt colder despite the stabilized Magic.

Eccar’s golden eyes dimmed slightly as he looked toward the floor full of runes.

"We need to gather soon," he said. "All three of us."

Saeldir gave a slow, grave nod.

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