"Okay, okay." Kaleeth stammered out in response to Janius. She shook in fear as she quickly unstrapped her armor and let out the beast that was dying to escape from its prison within her mind. Once the transformation completed, she let out a loud and horrifying roar. To say that she was out of control would not be accurate, but neither was she entirely in control. The beast wanted to feed, so Kaleeth was forced to oblige. She stampeded over a few of the undead thralls to reach the prey within her sights. There was a group of four desperately trying to hide behind the shields of the front two, but those flimsy metal barriers were nothing to her. She swatted their spears out of her path and trampled the first two under her gargantuan form before pouncing on a third. The Imperial woman attempted to go for a silver dagger sheathed on her waist, but she was not faster than Kaleeth's ferocious jaws. 

The one who escaped Kaleeth's initial charge slashed towards Kaleeth's head, but found her scales tougher to penetrate than he assumed. The cut certainly drew blood, but its greatest effect was to enrage her. She knocked him clean off of his feet with a backhanded strike, then pounced on him to rip him to shreds with her massive claws. 

Neesa observed the carnage from the werecrocodile off to her right and gave a slight chuckle. "Hmm, well I cannot be outdone, now can I?" She commented to herself before setting her sights on a group forming around one of the commanders desperately trying to regain control of his men. Suddenly, and quite surprisingly to the archers trying to target her, Neesa erupted into a swarm of bats and reformed in the dead center of the group, right in front of the commander, not as an Argonian, but in her vampire lord form. She still retained many of her Argonian traits, such as her scales, tail, and general body shape, but was now much larger with wings and jewelry with a certain royal appearance. It was her blood magic, Molag Bal's gift to his pure-blooded vampries, that allowed her to take this form, and it was now at its full strength. 

A cloud of bats swarmed around Neesa, biting and draining the life essence of those surrounding her, transferring it to herself. They panicked and swatted in vain at the swarm of flying manifestations of her blood magic, allowing her ample opportunity to deal with their commander. Before he could do anything to resist, she reached out and grabbed him telekinetically, lifting him off of the ground and constricting his airway. She held him in the air in front of her and looked him in the eyes for a few moments before sinking her teeth into his neck.