The Black Rage had haunted Erend for a long time. But before this battle he had never truly considered it dangerous. The previous episode had remained within the limits of his control. The rage had always been violent but he could still suppress it before it completely consumed him.
It had never erupted with such overwhelming intensity or driven him with an uncontrollable desire to annihilate everything in front of him.
This time had been different. It had completely taken him over. Just the memory sent a chill through his body.
For the first time since becoming a Dragonborn, Erend felt genuine fear toward his own power. What frightened him most was not Nyssara or the countless cosmic beings waiting beyond the stars. It was himself.
He no longer knew whether he would be able to regain control if the Black Rage returned.
