Though they had said nothing while they were watching the pair, Meesei could tell that the others shared her apprehension on the situation. It wasn't as much as something felt wrong as it was that nothing felt right. From the convenience of having two cultists outside, unguarded, to the ominous atmosphere itself, she felt like something could go wrong at any moment. Nevertheless, they could still hear the cultists' conversation very clearly from their position. 

The Altmer vampire did not seem as enthusiastic as the Argonian. "I disagree; I feel this is a waste of time. I doubt we will gain anything more than if we just handle it in the...usual fashion. But, the masters' orders are our command. Even I am not arrogant enough to believe I could yet oppose them."

The Argonian moved away from the tree he was leaning on and looked around for a moment. "Speaking of which, the intruders, they should be present by now, correct?" 

Upon those words, Meesei's first reaction was to signal everyone to retreat, but the Altmer's reaction gave them little time to act. He held out his hand, conjuring up a small orb of dark, pulsing energy. It sent out pitch black tendrils of energy that seemed to meld seamlessly into the fog around them. "Indeed." He grinned, then diffused the orb and looked directly at Meesei and the others. There was no clear line of sight between them, but that did not seem to matter. "You may reveal yourselves now. I assure you, there is no use in hiding...or running, for that matter. You see, you are quite surrounded." 

Before the Altmer even finished speaking, at least a dozen forms stepped out of the fog around them. About half were reanimated skeletons and corpses, while the others were robed individuals, mostly Argonian, with one or two of other races. Like the Altmer, some were pale enough to suggest that they could be vampires. How they had gone undetected, Meesei did not know, but they seemed to appear from nowhere, perhaps using invisibility. Beyond that, their scents, even those of the reanimated corpses, were completely nonexistent. With how completely they had hidden themselves, Meesei wondered if they were perhaps just convincing illusions. Unfortunately, the dark power permeating the area seemed to be deadening her magical perceptions, and she was not about to test that theory without knowing for sure. As it stood, they were surrounded on all sides, outnumbered, and with no cover. They did not have the advantage, and the cultists obviously already knew they were there, so for the moment, Meesei reluctantly stood from her hiding spot and signaled for the others to do the same. 

As the pack revealed themselves, the Altmer gave a satisfied chuckle. "Surprised? I would not be. Did you really believe you could hide from us in our own home, after being here for days, no less?" He paused, then slowly took in a deep breath. "The power in the air, do you feel it? Because it can feel you as well. Our masters' magic is powerful, and as ancient as the ruins themselves. There has not been a step you have taken since you entered our domain that our master has not felt. Now, as for the matter at hand, the reason you are not dead is because our master finds it curious that a pack of lycans would be so blatantly searching for us in times as...tumultuous as these. You shall follow us, and speak to our master, or die where you stand."