Aela had brought me to a silver hand fort, and we were to find another shield brother, Skjor, who had gone in ahead. We came to the entrance and four silver hand warriors came out from behind the door. Aela and I both transformed and charged at the enemies. With my claws and teeth a ravaged through their ranks one by one Aela and I took down them all. We entered the fort and quickly dispatched the guards within. my senses were all heightened, I was faster and stronger, nothing could stand in my way. However, as I went through that fort killing my enemies with ease, I almost felt as if I wasn't in control at all. Perhaps I was just aiming my body, and some other force was driving it. I didn't like that feeling, even with the strength and speed it provided. I wondered, did I make a mistake, and would I be able to cure it.
As we continued through the fort, our transformations wore off and we changed back into our original forms. Just as we made it to the final room, where one of the leaders had been commanding the silver hand. We broke down the door and there laying on the floor slain, was Skjor. The leader drew his battle axe and Aela and I attacked. With his first attack he nailed Aela in the chest with the butt of his weapon knocking her off her feet. I charged and swung my sword, he deflected it with the shaft of his battle axe and swung to strike me in the back, I turned with my shield up and he threw me against a wall. Aela went for a second attack, and I went for my bow. She brought her axe across to strike him but he blocked and hit her in the face with the shaft. As he raised his weapon for the final blow I drew the arrow and fired it into his leg. In pain he dropped his axe and fell to his knees, as Aela brought her axe back around and his head hit the ground before his body.
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