Bardeck's warhound recovered quicker than the Scamp, getting to his paws and ravaging the diminutive Daedra within his jowls by shaking savagely. Blood began to spurt, and the Scamp fell to pieces beneath the dog. With a quickness that only a predator could produced, he then pounced on the next Scamp and tore into it before the lady Brona's eyes. 

Unfortunately, a third Scamp began to cast a spell with a delighted chitter, fire slowly forming before its hands. It looked between a possibly distracted Brona and Gideon, but it's choice before it was soon laid to rest. A powerful kick to its back sent the small creature flying comically, Bardeck skidding to a stop just to where the Scamp had been moments before. 

The Scamp hit the Kvatch's road hard and rolled, but could not stand up before it found the end of its life on Bardeck's axe. He let out a held breath, a small bit of sweat beaded down the warrior's face. Bardeck wiped his brow, and gave Brona a nod. He wasn't entirely sure how to communicate to Imperials in these situations, but at best he would show them respect. 

Next, and he was fairly sure that Brona would follow, he saw Naenya making her way toward the gate. "C'mon," he told Gideon. The Dog let out an audible yawn, and then tramped behind Bardeck. He had to admit, he wondered too what made such things enter their realm...