Kaleeth's beast spirit was immensely frustrated at its inability to move, so when Janius finally removed some of the weight from her back, it seized the opportunity. As soon as she was able to move her arms, she was able to gain the leverage needed to force herself up and out of the building's remains. She let out a triumphant roar, but her injuries were quickly catching up to her. Once she tried to take a step, she collapsed down on her knees. Between the enemy's blades and the collapsing building, she had lost a significant amount of blood, which now coated significant portions of her scales. She felt weak, but forced herself to stand back up. At least now, the rational part of her mind was strong enough to keep herself from rushing in. 

Between the lycans and their officer's death, the spirits of the group they were fighting was easily broken. They started to run, and Meesei was about to follow through with a few more destruction spells when she heard the distinctive sound of a werewolf's howl coming from within the largest structure in the settlement. It was a sort of keep made from stone, even if it did not look all that durable. It appeared as if whoever designed it did not know that building in the marsh required strong foundations dug deep into the ground. 

"Hear that? We need to get to that keep." Meesei observed. 

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Ahnasha was still in shock from having lost her finger, and she could easily believe that the noble could make her lose more. It did not seem as if he intended to kill her right at that moment, but he looked frightened at the noises coming from outside. He pressed his blade against her throat once more as he kept his eyes on the door. "You better hope whoever comes through there cares enough about your lives not to do something stupid."