The fighting died with the last of the mercenaries. Surrounded as they were, they had been forced to fight to the last. Meesei might have accepted a surrender, if only to take advantage of whatever knowledge they had, but even she might not have been able to stop the enraged lycans around her, particularly Kaleeth. Regardless, the enemy was defeated, and the clan, though it had been damaged, was victorious. Now, they just needed to tend to the wounded and repair any other damage the enemy might have caused. Lorag, being as military-minded as ever, would not be satisfied until every last corner of the ruin had been scoured for hostile survivors, so he gathered up a few of the others from the warband and ordered them to help him search the area. 

Meesei nodded to Vera and Janius respectively. "Understood, I will tend to him as soon as I can." She answered. By Janius' tone, Fendros' wounds were not immediately life threatening, and Kaleeth presented a much more present issue. "Vera, I assume you sent runners to the non-combatants? We need to focus on the wounded, first and foremost. Given the number we will be tending to, it may be best to set up a temporary infirmary in a chamber with more space to give the healers plenty of room. I would request that some of the non-combatants set it up and help move the wounded once they return. We also need to have the main gate barricaded and our defenses restored as soon as possible. I have no reason to believe there will be any further attacks soon, but I do not wish to take chances." Meesei suggested before turning her head to look at Kaleeth. "I will make sure she does not become a problem."

Since Janius was approaching Kaleeth, Meesei took a brief moment to investigate the hand in a pile of bodies which was still moving. Undoubtedly, there were still several among the hunters clinging to life. The others would likely deal with them, but for this one, Meesei decided to see personally if he or she was worth the effort to save. Walking up to the pile of bodies, she used telekinesis to cast aside the corpses to investigate the hand's owner. 

It was difficult to tell just by looking exactly how serious Kaleeth's wounds were, but her beast certainly was not paying them any attention. She was feeding on a pile of the hunters' corpses, tearing away at their armor almost without effort to get at the meat underneath. As Janius approached, however, she grew tense. At first she growled, then as he took a few steps more, she let out a threatening roar. At this point, there was nothing of Kaleeth in control of the behemoth before him. Her beast spirit had pulled control from her entirely and suppressed her within her own mind. Right now, she was an animal; an animal who currently saw Janius as a competing predator attempting to steal her food.