Ahnasha looked out the window down at the courtyard for a moment, then shook her head. "No, we will be more useful up here. We can take the souls of the injured if there are any after the fight." She answered. Ahnasha readied her bow and started picking out targets. Although the fog made it more difficult, it wasn't quite as thick as back at the xanmeer, so she was able to pick out the mercenaries' forms. "Aim for the back of the group, at the archers and mages. That will be the most helpful." She advised. 

Behind the building Ahnasha and Fendros were using, another group was going unnoticed. They were quiet, cautious, and patiently taking stock of their situation. They were far from unskilled, so until they revealed themselves, they would remain unseen. To them, this...situation was far from ideal, but it was not unsalvagable. 

As the fog rolled over the area and the fight broke out, Mirisk looked back to Sabine and shook her head. "No, she is mortal. Just...we need to get to a better vantage point, back upstairs." He suggested, rushing back over to her. "Come on love, can you stand? We don't want to be down here if they rush this building."

Nuulanth was still breathing erratically, but nodded nonetheless. She groaned as Mirisk helped her to her feet and up the ladder. The pain from the wound stung more than she anticipated, so she dropped down and leaned up against a wall as soon as she made it to the second floor. Mirisk was quick to kneel down beside her again, but she shook her head and tried to push him away. "No, get to the window and give them support. I'll be fine."

"Are you sure?" Mirisk asked, reluctant to leave her side in such a state. 

"The bandage is stopping the bleeding enough, I'll be fine. Just protect Vinaremo and the others." Though reluctant, Mirisk agreed and dashed over to the second floor window to lend a hand with his own spellfire. 

Though they were in chaos for a short duration, the lieutenant was quick to back of from the frontline and rally everyone back into formation. As he shouted out orders, one of his few mages demonstrated that these mercenaries were not incompetent. The Redguard mage cast a spell of turn undead at the skeletons in the middle of their lines, causing each of them to suddenly try to run away. This, of course, allowed the silver wielding warriors fighting them to get in several easy strikes each. Despite their armor, the silver from the weapons allowed them to cut down the undead thralls fairly easily, so the mercenaries were able to focus their efforts. Both Meesei and Vinaremo's group were able to get a few spells into their ranks while they were disorganized, but the shield bearers moved quickly to the front. While not enchanted, each of them bore tower shields to provide as much protection as possible. 

Meesei's group was taking on the left flank, while Vinaremo's handled the right. There were a few that rushed to engage Janius and Kaleeth to her left, but she had to focus her attention on the three sword and shield bearing foes advancing on her and Lorag. Meesei opened with a storm of lightning that arced to each one in front of her, but unfortunately, their shields were insulated so that the lightning did not actually pass into them. Meesei was not deterred, however. Even if her opening attack was ineffective, she still had many, many facets of magic to try against them.