Meesei did not budge from her position and made no effort to strike down the essentially defenseless Nord. "Even if you were in good health, you could not challenge me, and as I said, I have no interest in an execution. Unless Galsek was lying in his final moments, which is indeed a definite possibility, I know you are a mercenary. Is gold worth your life? Perhaps you think me a mindless beast? A berserker or barbarian? No, I would say I have far more civility than you; I did not go to your home and try to murder your family. Listen for a moment and you would hear that I am letting you live. I will not torture you or commit whatever other atrocities you are imagining. If that was my intention, your cooperation would be irrelevant. I can cast a spell of paralysis; you will be detained no matter what you do. Now, disarm and remove your armor. You will be taken to a cell, and I will have one of the healers tend to your wounds. After we have tended to our own, of course." Meesei ordered in a tone that was best described as neutral. She was not threatening, though not particularly comforting. Her threats were rather matter-of-fact in tone, demonstrating complete and utter confidence in her superiority in combat ability over the Nord. Being left to herself with her meal, Kaleeth began to calm. Her beast spirit's bloodlust was satisfied, so even though it bore no kinship to the other lycans, it did not feel compelled to make prey of them either. After a few minutes, she curled up a short distance from the bodies and began licking her wounds before slowly making the transition back to her Argonian form. For a few moments, it was uncertain if she was still conscious, but the light sobbing that could be heard emanating from her soon answered that question. From head to toe, she was covered in blood, and while an uncertain proportion of that had belonged to the hunters, the blood that was starting to pool underneath her was unmistakably hers. Given the number of silver wounds she had suffered, she was undoubtedly in considerable pain, but she did not seem intent on moving.