The side that was winning control over Fendros had a sudden moment of submission after Ahnasha lashed out. Fendros' ears folded backwards and in lieu of any conscious motion, he slid across the wall onto the floor on his side. His beast spirit gave no further protest except to whine quietly.

Fendros himself gained ground in controlling his body, but he was coming down from extreme panic. Even though he wasn't cold, he began to shiver uncontrollably. He brought his knees up to his chest and laid for another half a minute before he finally slid his hands from his head and propped himself into a sitting position again. He was sore, still shaking, but he was regaining his wits. Finally, he reverted to Dunmer form on the floor.

Fendros swallowed while chattering his teeth briefly, then spoke, "Right then. I apologise, Ahna. I didn't mean that." Fendros couldn't look at Ahnasha directly, but this time it was out of shame. "I panicked. I didn't hurt anyone, did I?"

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Harriet released a derisive snort at the mention of her mind being manipulated. As for the rest of what Meesei had to say, her eyes flicked up to look at her legs momentarily, but she still did not move her head. She sighed heavily. "Meesei, I don't want to insult your intelligence, but I need you to look at where you are. We fought, you beat me, I'm chained up, and all I have to look forward to is a brief period of relief from these fetters before I breathe my last breath. Even if there was honour or respect, none of what you mention even matters now." Harriet moved her head to one side, "But in case you're wondering, I've always been a warrior. I'm not like Galsek."