"The Greybeards taught you well," Miraak called out. "You are strong. Stronger than I believed possible."
"And you’re not as strong as I thought you would be," I yelled back, looking around to see where he had run off to. "Seeing as how you’ve already killed one of your dragons to keep yourself alive!" In truth, I was badly hurt and my strength was draining, but I couldn’t let him know that.
Above us, the two remaining dragons circled the tower. “Come out, and fight like a true Dragonborn!” I yelled, taunting him.
A lightning bolt streamed past me. Catching a glimpse of Miraak, I ran towards him just as he darted from behind the crumbling pillar he had been hiding behind. Much to my frustration, h jumped into the nearby bubbling pool, sinking into its murky depths, before I could get close.
"It seems that you are not quick enough to catch me," said Miraak a moment later. He unleashed an enormous storm cloud that came rolling towards me. In the midst of the crackling lightning storm, I could hear the dragons shrieking and the sound of their wings beating heavily against each other. I looked up at the commotion from behind my cover and watched as the two dragons came rushing at each other. Sahrotaar crashed into other dragon, sinking his talons into its back, and with a quick movement sent the creature plummeting into the side of the tower. Then, the dragon swooped down and hovered above Miraak.
"What is the meaning of this, Sahrotaar?" yelled the Dragon Priest.
The dragon paused, as if weighing his next action. Then, to my surprise, Sahrotaar released a frigid blast of ice at his master.
Miraak staggered back. “So easily you betray me, after all these years!” The dragon responded with another attack. This was my chance!
“KRI LUN!" I shouted at Miraak as I came running towards him, lobbing fireballs. His physical being now compromised, the Dragon Priest screamed as he felt the full fury of his former pet.
With renewed strength, I swung my axe and bashed his face mask in before he could escape.