Fendros had to jump back from the ground he gained in order to avoid an overhead strike from the next skeleton's axe. It followed him back, taking a backhanded swing at Fendros' right. This one Fendros blocked with his shield before bringing his mace up and around for a strike at the skeleton's right shoulder. The blow connected and the bones detached from one another, spinning as they fell into a heap.

While Lorag remained the big and threatening target, Sabine found an opportunity to duck and make herself scarce. Whether Lorag knew or not didn't matter, but there was an out of place clattering of bones just outside of his field of vision to the right. A mace lightly hit his leg on its way from falling from the skeleton's grasp. Sabine stood over the pile of bones have just saved Lorag's shoulder from being dislocated by an oncoming blow.

The final skeleton had the gall to try and dodge Janius' swings, but didn't quite have the agility to avoid Janius stepping forward so far that he was virtually leaping while swinging his mace upward. The mace made contact on the underside of the skeleton's ribcage, which caused a spectacular sight as some bones were hit up into the air while the rest fell to the ground.

As quickly as they appeared, the sentinels were dispatched. After a moment, the illusions disappeared, howling wind and all, to reveal some lights from the crumbling battlements of the fortress walls. Robed figures could be seen against the blue of the night sky with spells in their hands. Occasionally they had the gaunt sentinels beside them, armed with bows and quivers of arrows over their shoulders. The shapes of several more sentinels could be seen between the walls and the pack, but they had been ordered to keep their distance by the looks. The witches were now going to bring their own power to bear. Bolts of white and red flew through across the air towards the pack, the white ones expanding into large spheres of swirling cold air, and the red ones exploding on impact with the ground, lighting up the entire area. The pack had to scramble for cover, which in most cases were trunks of mushroom trees, but Sabine had to settle for a large rock to duck behind. It seemed as if the low light was making their shots less accurate at first, but with the witches likely having access to night eye effects, it wouldn't be hard for the pack to be spotted. Between the spell impacts, Janius popped out of cover to throw fireballs of his own to try and suppress the witches in some capacity. Needless to say, the pack needed to move.

After a short while, Ahnasha and Ariel entered the storeroom tower. There were still magelights hovering just below the ceiling of the first floor. They lit the crates and barrels that Ariel had seen the last time in a bright blue light. Some of the crates were open, however, and some gaps where the gas flasks were packed in suggested that some had been taken. A good thing that the pack could currently resist its effects. Double checking with detect life and detect dead spells that the room and the space upstairs was clear, Ariel began to take some of the fire salt flasks from her bag and handed a couple to Ahnasha. "Take these and put them next to walls, far apart. I'll take this side of the room." Ariel whispered.