There were no obstacles of note that stood in Ahnasha's way on the trip back up to the clan home. Turala's warning about Imperial patrols was thankfully not fulfilled, so her journey was as direct as her navigation. Unfortunately, the sentries at the gate had not witnessed her appearance in her beast form and had the front gate shut.

"Hold on! Who goes there? Your smell isn't familiar, sister," A male voice came from the darkness in the arrow holes above the gate, where the silhouette of crossbows and longbows could be seen trained at Ahnasha.

Harriet's sprint did not slow at all. Her single-minded pursuit of Galsek meant that she didn't appear to be listening to Meesei. Even if she wasn't transforming yet - a testament to her control of her beast spirit despite her rage - Meesei had trouble keeping up with her.

Soon enough, a fur-cloaked figure with an Argonian tail was spotted trudging through the snow ahead of them. He turned his head to peek over his shoulder once he heard Harriet's approach, and a flash of fear was all he could express before he attempted to start running away. Before Galsek could gather any good speed, Harriet held one of her javelins back and hurled it with inhuman power. The javelin was deadly accurate as it impaled the back of Galsek's knee, causing him to scream in shock and pain and crumple to his other knee. Harriet caught up to him before he could fall completely to the ground and swept up his neck in her hand. Like a stuffed doll, he was lifted up and pinned to a tree trunk by the neck by the enraged Orc. Galsek's attempts to scream were stifled and choked as he desperately tried to pull Harriet's arm off him.

"You set me up from the start Galsek, but it ends here!" Harriet shouted into Galsek's face. "Where are your friends!? You're gonna tell me what you had planned, NOW!"

Between the shock induced from his still impaled leg and the sudden fear of death right in front of him, Galsek did not have the mental capacity to play with his interrogator. "It's...you are too late!" Galsek desperately sputtered, "Your clan will be massacred..." he took a small, whistling breath in, "...and your souls taken!"

"Don't-" Harriet pulled Galsek back by the neck and slammed the back of his head against the tree trunk again, "-give me that crap, Galsek! Who's doing the killing!? Where are they!?!"

Galsek's eyes began to glaze over. Meesei had an opportunity to intervene.