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The Last Pillarman Chapter 14 — In My Time of Need
🕑 Added 2025-11-22 06:14:34 +0000 UTC
In the early hours of the morning, the door to the Bannered Mare opened slowly. Two figures stepped inside. They wore loose robes that draped over their bodies, with scarves covering the lower halves of their faces. The inn was quiet, with patrons passed out on the floor. They moved carefully, stepping over bodies without making a sound. Their hands hovered near the curved blades at their waists as they made their way toward the staircase.
At the base of the stairs, one of them paused, tilting his head toward the top. The other nodded, and they began to climb. The wooden steps creaked faintly under their weight, but they moved smoothly, making no other sound. At the top, they stopped in front of a door. One reached out, testing the handle. The door opened slightly, and they pushed it further, stepping inside. The room was small and dimly lit by a single lantern on the table. Tsun lay on the bed, his arm wrapped around Saadia, her body close to his. Her face rested against his chest, and the two slept deeply.
The men stopped, exchanging hand signs.
What about him? one asked, his fingers moving quickly.
Kill him too, the other replied.
One of them reached for the blade at his waist, drawing it slowly. The other followed as he gripped the handle of his weapon. They began to move closer, their eyes fixed on the bed. The two men moved closer to the bed, their blades glinting faintly in the dim lantern light. Their swords were angled down, poised to pierce the sleeping forms of Tsun and Saadia. The moment stretched, and time seemed to slow as Tsun's eyes opened, his gaze locking onto the intruders.
"Good grief," he muttered under his breath. "I just wanted to relax for a bit, have some fun. Who the hell are you guys?"
The swords inched closer, their tips aimed for both his chest and Saadia's back. Tsun sighed. His muscles tensed, and before the blades could make contact, bone blades erupted from his ribs, deflecting the steel with a loud clang. The force of the motion sent the attackers flying backward, slamming them against the wooden walls with a heavy thud.
Tsun sat up, brushing his hand over his face as if he had just been woken up by an annoying noise. He swung his legs over the side of the bed and stood, his expression somewhere between irritation and boredom. The bone blades retracted into his body with a faint crack. "Alright," he said. "Who the hell are you, and what do you want?" Behind him, Saadia stirred, her eyes fluttering open. She sat up quickly, clutching the blanket to her chest as she saw the two men pulling themselves to their feet, their blades still in hand. Her face paled.
"Tsun," she said, her voice trembling. "Be careful. They're—"
She didn't finish her sentence. The two men rushed forward. Tsun stayed where he was as if he wasn't concerned. The first attacker lunged, his sword aimed for Tsun's neck. Tsun tilted his head slightly, the blade slicing through empty air. Without hesitation, the man followed up with a punch, his fist connecting with Tsun's chest. For a moment, the attacker froze, confusion flashing across his face.
Then his arm began to dissolve.
The man let out a strangled sound as his flesh collapsed inward, his body crumpling as Tsun absorbed him. The attacker's body seemed to melt into Tsun, his skin pulling taut over his frame before vanishing entirely. The room was filled with the wet sound of flesh being consumed, and then the man was gone. The second man froze mid-step, his eyes wide as he watched his companion disappear. His hesitation cost him.
Tsun's eyes narrowed, and a split second later, twin streams of high-pressure fluid shot from his eyes, drilling clean through the second man's skull. The attacker's body jerked backward, slamming into the wall and sliding down lifelessly. Blood pooled beneath him, the hole in his head still dripping.
Tsun walked over casually, grabbing the corpse by the arm. His fingers dug in, and the body began to dissolve in the same grotesque manner as the first. The flesh collapsed, the blood dried up, and the body disappeared into Tsun's frame.
He sighed, wiping his hands on his trousers. "I was getting a bit peckish," he said with a faint smirk.
A loud gasp pulled his attention. Tsun turned to see Saadia, now fully awake, sitting on the bed. Her eyes were wide, but not with fear. She stared at him, her bare shoulders trembling slightly. He braced himself for the inevitable screams or hysterics. Most people would be losing their minds after watching something like that.
Instead, Saadia slid off the bed and dropped to her knees.
Tsun blinked, taken aback. She stared up at him, her expression awestruck. Her voice came out in a hushed, reverent tone. "I've never seen such power before. Please... you have to help me."
Tsun opened his mouth to respond, but she continued, her words spilling out in a desperate rush.
"You don't understand," she said, her voice breaking slightly. "They're after me, and more will come. If you don't help me, they'll kill me. Please, I'll do anything you ask."
She reached out, clutching his hand tightly. Her grip was firm despite her trembling fingers. Her eyes bore into his, pleading.
Tsun looked down at her, scratching the back of his head. "This is... a lot," he said. He hadn't expected this reaction. "Let's start with who the hell those guys were."
Saadia nodded quickly, her breath coming in shallow gasps. "I'll explain everything, but it's please you have to promise to protect me."
Tsun crossed his arms, his imposing frame blocking the dim lantern light behind him. He fixed Saadia with a firm stare. "Explain everything. Start from the beginning. No excuses, no half-truths."
There was no room for argument in his tone.
Saadia sat up slightly, nodding quickly. "Those men... they're Alik'r warriors," she began, her voice trembling. "They've been hunting me across Tamriel for years. I can't escape them... no matter what they always find me."
Tsun listened silently, his gaze locked on her as she continued.
"I'm not just some tavern wench," she admitted, her hands gripping the edge of the bed. "I'm from Hammerfell, from a noble family. I was born into wealth and privilege, but it didn't matter when I spoke out against the Aldmeri Dominion." Her voice tightened. "Those yellow-clad bastards wouldn't tolerate dissent. They hired those assassins to silence me, to make an example of me. I had no choice but to flee. I've been running ever since."
Saadia shifted, her gaze darting to the floor before she looked back at him. "They want me dead for speaking the truth," she said, her voice cracking slightly. "I can't live like this anymore."
She crawled forward, her body still bare from their earlier time together. Her hands reached out, grasping his leg as she knelt at his feet. Her eyes were wide, tears forming at their edges as she looked up at him.
"Please," she begged, her voice barely above a whisper. "Protect me. Kill them. I'll give you anything you want, anything. Just don't let them take my life away again."
Tsun stared down at her, considering her words. His mind worked through the possibilities. He wasn't particularly moved by her desperation but the idea of having a follower intrigued him. Someone to handle tasks and assist him on his journey would be useful. He also couldn't deny his curiosity about the effects of the stone mask on a person from this world. Flexing his muscles slightly, Tsun let his arms drop to his sides and tilted his head as he looked down at her. His voice dropped lower. "I will help you, but in return, you will give me your entire being."
He immediately cringed internally at the words, feeling like they came straight out of a poorly written story. Still, he kept his face neutral, letting the moment hang in the air. Saadia's eyes widened further, and she nodded frantically. Her grip on his leg tightened as she pressed her forehead against it. "Thank you," she whispered, her voice shaking with gratitude. She kissed his leg, her lips brushing his skin as she murmured her thanks repeatedly.
"I swear," she said, looking up at him with tears streaming down her face. "I'll do whatever you ask. I'm yours, completely. Thank you my Lord."
Tsun watched her for a moment, his face unreadable. Having a beautiful naked woman hugging and kissing his leg was making him hard again.
Tsun gestured for Saadia to stand, his voice calm but firm. "Get ready. We have work to do."
Saadia nodded, picking up the scattered pieces of her clothing and quickly getting dressed. As she moved about, Tsun crouched and began rifling through the belongings the two men had left behind. Among their weapons and supplies, he found a folded piece of parchment tucked inside one of their sashes. Unfolding it, he scanned the contents. The letter mentioned a location—Swindler's Den—and referenced orders to bring their target back alive.
Tsun turned the letter over in his hand before looking at Saadia, who was tightening her belt. "Swindler's Den," he said, holding up the parchment. "Does that name mean anything to you?"
Saadia paused, her hands hovering over her waist. "Yes," she said. "It's about a day's travel on foot, northwest of here."
Tsun clicked his tongue in annoyance. A two-day round trip wasn't appealing to him. He could make the journey in over half the time alone, but he wanted to see what Saadia was capable of now that she had pledged herself to him. Still, he didn't want to waste effort if she wasn't fully committed. Standing, he reached into his chest and pulled out the stone mask. Its unsettling, pale surface gleamed faintly in the light. He held it up, studying it for a moment before extending it toward her.
"Saadia," he said. "If you truly give yourself to me, both body and soul, then you will put on this mask. But if you have any hesitation, take your things and leave now."
Saadia looked at the mask, then back at Tsun. She didn't flinch. "For years," she said, "I've been alone. I've run, I've hidden, I've begged, and I've fought. I've lived every day looking over my shoulder, never knowing if I'd see tomorrow. If this means I can finally be safe, finally serve someone strong enough to keep me alive, then I will give you everything."
Without waiting, she reached out and took the mask from him, her fingers curling around its surface and put it on. Tsun nodded and drew a claw across his finger, letting a bead of blood form. With a flick, he sent the droplet onto the mask. The mask trembled in her hands. Saadia's eyes widened as spines erupted from its back, piercing her skull and pulling it tight against her face. Her body shook violently, her hands falling to her sides as she stood rigid, the faint glow from the mask casting eerie shadows across the room.
Tsun opened the window, letting in the crisp night air. He vaulted out effortlessly, landing silently in the courtyard below. Spotting a goat grazing near the edge of the stables, he approached it swiftly and snapped its neck with a sharp twist. The lifeless animal slumped in his arms as he leapt back through the window, landing just as Saadia stirred.
The mask slipped from her face, clattering to the floor. Saadia blinked, her eyes darting around the room. She stood shakily, placing a hand on the edge of the bed for support. "Lord Tsun," she said. "I feel... strange."
Tsun set the goat down on the table, wiping his hands on his cloak. "Don't worry," he said. "It's natural. You're still adjusting to the power I've given you."
Saadia tilted her head, her brows furrowing. "Power?"
"You are no longer just a woman," Tsun explained. "You have abilities now, strength, speed, resilience. You're stronger than any normal warrior, though far weaker than me. But still, more than enough to deal with those who hunt you."
Saadia looked down at her hands, flexing her fingers. "I feel... alive," she murmured.
Tsun gestured toward the goat. "You'll need to feed. Drink from this. It'll help you understand your new nature. A bigger meal is likely waiting for us beyond the horizon." He chuckled.
Saadia hesitated for only a moment before kneeling by the goat. She pressed a finger into its neck, gasping as the blood flowed into her. Her eyes fluttered shut, her breathing quickening as she drained the animal dry. When she stood, her posture was straighter. "I feel so strong," she said, gripping one of the Alik'r swords and snapping it in half with a twist of her hands. A smile spread across her face.
She turned to Tsun and closed the distance between them, wrapping her arms around him in a tight hug. "Thank you," she whispered, her voice filled with gratitude. Then, leaning up, she pressed her lips to his, kissing him deeply.
Tsun let her embrace him for a moment before pulling back. "There are downsides to this," he said. "But we'll talk about those on the way. For now, let's go." He turned and leapt through the window once more, landing gracefully below. Saadia followed without hesitation, her body moving effortlessly as she landed beside him. She looked at her hands in amazement, hardly feeling the drop's impact.
"Let's go," Tsun said, turning toward the open road.
She nodded, following close behind as they rushed into the night.
...
As they ran through the darkened plains toward Swindlers Den, Tsun began explaining the changes Saadia would need to adjust to.
"You're faster, stronger, and tougher than any normal human," Tsun said. "But with those strengths come weaknesses. The biggest one is the sun."
Saadia glanced over at him, her expression tense. "What happens in the sun?"
Tsun frowned, keeping his eyes forward. "It won't kill you outright, but it'll hurt a lot. Your body will burn under direct sunlight. Cover yourself completely during the day or stay in the shade."
Saadia nodded, her lips pressed into a thin line.
"And avoid fire," Tsun continued. "Fire burns everyone, but for you, it's worse. Your healing will slow to a crawl if you're caught in flames."
"Am I a vampire now?" she asked, her voice laced with unease.
Tsun glanced at her briefly before shaking his head. "No, you're still alive. Your heart beats, your blood flows, and you can have children if you choose to."
Relief washed over her face at his last words. "That's... good to know."
Tsun smirked faintly. "You're not undead, but you're not exactly human anymore either. You're something more. Your abilities will grow as you train them. You'll find your own ways to adapt."
Saadia nodded, her resolve hardening as they continued toward their destination.
When they arrived at Swindlers Den, the entrance was a narrow rocky path flanked by steep walls. Two men stood guard outside, dressed in mismatched armor. A torch flickered on the wall near them. As Tsun and Saadia approached, the guards straightened, their hands moving to the hilts of their weapons. One of them stepped forward. "Turn around. No one's allowed in."
Tsun said nothing. He stopped a few feet away, crossing his arms. His large frame towered over them, but he made no move to threaten them.
The second guard chuckled, looking Tsun up and down. "Think you're tough, huh? Big man like you doesn't scare us."
Before Tsun could respond, Saadia stepped out from behind him. The moment the guards saw her, their expressions twisted with recognition.
"You!" the first guard snarled, drawing his sword. "Traitorous wench! The Boss will be very happy to see you."
The second guard followed suit, unsheathing his blade. "You should've stayed hidden. Now you'll die here."
Tsun walked over to a large rock nearby and sat down, leaning his arm casually on his leg. He gestured toward Saadia with a slight nod. "Deal with them," he said, his tone calm. "I want to see what you're capable of."
Saadia glanced at him, then back at the guards. She bowed her head slightly. "Yes, Lord Tsun."
The guards laughed at the exchange, their weapons glinting in the torchlight. "What's this? You got yourself a master now? Pathetic," the first guard sneered.
"She'll be bowing to us soon enough," the second added with a cruel grin.
Saadia said nothing. Her eyes locked onto them.
The first guard rushed forward, swinging his sword in a wide arc. Saadia stepped aside with inhuman speed, the blade slicing through empty air. Before the man could recover, she grabbed his wrist, twisting it until the bone snapped with an audible crack. His scream echoed off the rocky walls as his sword clattered to the ground.
The second guard hesitated for only a moment before lunging. Saadia ducked. Her fist shot out, slamming into his stomach with enough force to lift him off the ground. He landed hard on his back, gasping for air. The first guard tried to swing at her with his free hand, but she caught his arm mid-strike. Her grip tightened, the flesh and bone collapsing under the pressure. He fell to his knees, crying out in pain.
"Please—" he started, but Saadia didn't let him finish. Her fingers dug into his neck, and with a wuick motion, she drained him completely. His body crumpled into a lifeless husk, collapsing at her feet.
The second guard scrambled to his knees, his eyes wide with terror. "Monster!" he shouted, trying to crawl away.
Saadia's foot came down on his back, pinning him to the ground. She reached down, grabbing the back of his head and lifting him effortlessly. With a single twist, his neck snapped, and she let his body fall limply to the dirt. She turned back to Tsun, blood dripping from her fingers.
Tsun nodded approvingly. "Not bad," he said, standing up and brushing off his hands. "You've got potential."
Saadia bowed her head slightly. "Thank you, Lord Tsun."
Tsun walked past her toward the entrance of the den, stepping over the bodies without a second glance. "Come on," he said.
"Yes my Lord," she said as he followed close behind him as they entered Swindlers Den. Tsun stepped inside the narrow entrance of Swindlers Den, his large frame filling the cramped space. He glanced back at Saadia, who was just behind him. "Stay here," he said firmly, his tone leaving no room for argument. "Watch and learn. I want to test my new abilities."
Saadia opened her mouth to protest but then closed it, nodding reluctantly. "Yes, Lord Tsun."
Tsun moved forward, his footsteps echoing in the dimly lit cave. He could hear voices ahead—men talking and laughing, unaware of what was coming. The first group of Alik'r came into view, sitting around a crude wooden table, their weapons propped nearby. One of them looked up, his eyes narrowing at the sight of Tsun. "Who the hell are—"
Tsun didn't let him finish. His forearm split open, and a sharp, gleaming bone blade extended from his flesh. He crossed the distance between them in an instant, the blade slicing cleanly through the man's chest. Blood sprayed across the table as the others scrambled for their weapons.
"Intruder!" one of them shouted, drawing his sword and charging at Tsun.
Tsun stood still as the blade came down, the metal glancing harmlessly off his skin. He didn't even flinch. Instead, he grabbed the man's arm, twisting it until the bone snapped with a sickening crack. The Alik'r screamed, but Tsun silenced him by driving the bone blade through his throat. The remaining men tried to surround him. Tsun extended the veins from his arms and legs, the blood within them beginning to boil. He flicked his arms, sending the burning liquid spraying in all directions.
The Alik'r screamed as the blood hit their skin, burning through their armor and flesh. Some tried to flee, stumbling over each other in their panic, but Tsun didn't let them. He moved through them like a force of nature, cutting down anyone who dared to stand in his way. The cave became a scene of chaos—men screaming, the smell of burnt flesh filling the air, and the sound of Tsun's bone blade slicing through muscle and bone. He didn't bother dodging their attacks; their swords and daggers were useless against his hardened body.
Tsun continued deeper into the cave system, his path littered with the bodies of those who had tried to stop him. Eventually, he came to a large chamber where the floor was partially flooded. The water was dark and stagnant, rippling slightly with each step he took. On the other side of the chamber was a heavy wooden door. Tsun pushed it open, stepping inside to find a group of over forty Alik'r warriors waiting for him. Their weapons were drawn, their expressions hard and ready for battle.
At the back of the room stood a man, presumably their commander. He raised a hand, and the other warriors lowered their weapons slightly. "Hold!" he barked, his voice sharp. His gaze locked onto Tsun. "You've come far, stranger. But let's talk before you make any rash decisions." Tsun's gaze didn't waver as Saadia stepped into the room behind him. The commander's eyes narrowed. "Ah, the traitor," he said, his voice dripping with disdain. "Saadia, the noblewoman turned liar. Have you told this man the truth, or are you feeding him the same falsehoods you've told so many others?"
Saadia's hands clenched into fists. "Lies?" she spat, her voice shaking with anger. "You're the liars! You serve the Dominion and hunt those who speak against them!"
The commander smirked, his tone condescending. "Is that what you told him? That you're some noble hero fighting against oppression? You're nothing but a coward and a traitor, Saadia."
Saadia lunged forward, her anger boiling over, but Tsun's arm shot out, holding her back effortlessly. She turned to him, her eyes pleading. "It's not true, Lord Tsun. Don't believe him!"
Tsun remained silent for a long moment, his expression unreadable. The commander crossed his arms, clearly believing he had won.
"It doesn't matter," he said.
Both Saadia and the commander looked at him, confused. "What do you mean, it doesn't matter?" the commander asked, his smirk faltering.
"I don't care if Saadia is a traitor," Tsun said, his tone unwavering. "I don't care about your empire, your Dominion, or your petty politics. Right now, she's my servant, and that makes you my enemy."
The commander's smirk disappeared entirely, replaced by a scowl. "You'll regret this," he growled, pointing his sword at Tsun. "Kill them both!"
The Alik'r warriors surged forward, but Tsun moved faster. He grabbed the commander by the throat, lifting him off the ground with ease. With a sharp twist, he hurled the man back into his soldiers, sending them toppling like dominoes.
Tsun took a step forward, his arms beginning to rotate—one clockwise, the other counterclockwise. The movement became faster and faster until his arms were a blur. The air around him began to whip into a violent cyclone, pulling everything in its path toward him. The first few warriors caught in the vortex screamed as the winds tore at their flesh, their bodies shredded into unrecognizable pieces. Weapons and armor were torn apart as the cyclone grew stronger, the sound of metal screeching against stone filling the room.
Tsun advanced, the divine sandstorm consuming everything in its path. The Alik'r had no chance. Those who weren't torn apart by the winds were thrown against the walls with enough force to break bones and crush skulls. Within moments, the room was silent. Blood and debris coated the floor, and the air was thick with the metallic scent of death. Tsun lowered his arms, the cyclone dissipating as he surveyed the carnage.
Saadia stepped forward cautiously, her eyes wide as she took in the destruction. "Lord Tsun..." she murmured, her voice barely audible.
Saadia stepped forward cautiously, her eyes wide as she took in the destruction. "Lord Tsun..." she murmured, her voice barely audible. But then, with a sudden rush of need, she dashed towards him. Without hesitation, she jumped, her legs wrapping around his waist, her arms clinging to his neck. "Please, take me here," she begged, her voice desperate, her breath hot against his ear.
"Don't need to tell me twice," Tsun growled in response, his hands gripping her ass to support her weight. He pressed her against the nearest wall, the cold stone contrasting with their heated bodies. He kissed her fiercely, their tongues clashing, as he fumbled with his trousers, freeing his already hard cock. Saadia's dress was pushed up, her legs parted around him, and with a swift, rough movement, he entered her, "Ahh," she moaned into his mouth, the sensation of him filling her driving her wild.
Their sex was immediate, intense, with Saadia's back scraping against the wall with each thrust, the sound of their bodies colliding. Her moans filled the room, "Ohh, ahh," her nails digging into his back as she held on for dear life, her body bouncing with each of his movements.
After that initial, frenzied coupling against the wall, they didn't stop. The night unfolded into a series of sexual encounters, each one building on the last. They moved from the wall to the table, Saadia bent over it, her breasts pressed against the cold wood as Tsun took her from behind, her cries echoing through the room, "Mmm, yes!"
They then made their way to the bed, where she proved she could keep up with his stamina. Saadia rode him with a ferocity that matched his own, her dark hair wild around her face, her breasts bouncing with each downward thrust, "Ahh, ohh." Tsun watched, his hands guiding her hips, the bed creaking under their rhythm.
Throughout the night, they explored every position they could think of. Saadia on top, her movements fluid and demanding; Tsun taking her from behind, her ass red from the slap of their bodies; her legs over his shoulders as he went deep, making her scream in pleasure and pain, "Ahh, ahh."
They didn't sleep, driven by an insatiable desire that seemed to grow with each orgasm. The room was filled with the scent of sex, sweat, and the musk of their bodies. Saadia's stamina surprised even Tsun, her body meeting his with equal vigor, her moans turning into a continuous symphony of pleasure. As dawn approached, they were still at it, her body slick with sweat, his muscles tense from the night's exertions. They lay tangled on the ground, breathing heavily, they found themselves starting again, her hand reaching for him, his body responding, ready for more.
(AN: Minion acquired, but tbh I'm thinking about getting him one more before he leaves, this one though will not be a vampire and will rather be a human that can help him get around without the need for him to stop. I know he can just cover himself but tbh that isn't very comfortable. Anyway who knows maybe hell come up with a spell like in the vampire diaries. Anyway i hope you enjoyed the chapter.)
