Everything that justified a Dunmer's unmatched hate for Altmer was detailed in every way that this pale elf held himself. Fendros wanted to strike out at him, but his worst fear about the situation had come true. They had Sabine and Rhazii. He gave a worried glance to Ahnasha, then shouldered his bow and put away his arrow. They had been outplayed here. To fight would be to give up on Rhazii and Sabine.

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The appearance of the robed figures startled Sabine such that she held Rhazii as close to her chest as she could. Her breathing quickened and she stumbled to a stand. Her head quickly looked to each of their faces and around for any means of escape. There was none.

She had planned on pouring a particular potion she had made into the campfire to make a great cloud of smoke, then transform to escape, but there wasn't enough warning here. If she tried anything, they would have ample time to strike her down and possibly Rhazii as well.

Sabine was transfixed with fear, her knees shook and she was afraid for her life. The skeletons had to step up and push her to get her to move, but she was soon walking on her own. She was wide eyed and afraid the entire time. Not only had she failed to protect the camp and Rhazii, but she was genuinely afraid for her life as well. She wished the pack was with her.