Between Lorag and Ahnasha, their opponent was quickly overwhelmed. He had only just managed to draw his blade by the time he saw Lorag's hammer swinging for him. He jumped back and parried in an effort to avoid the strike, but it left Ahnasha with plenty of space to slash her blade across his unarmored side. He curled forward in pain and slashed fruitlessly towards Ahnasha, leaving himself completely open to the follow-up strike from Lorag's hammer. The full weight of the blow came down on his skull, which dispatched him immediately. 

Leaps' opponent could do little to resist the lightning fast pounce from the wamasu, nor could he resist the actual lightning that was charged through his body every time Leaps tore away another part of his flesh. His cries were mostly unintelligible, but even if he surrendered, there was no stopping Leaps at this point. The last Khajiit was able to draw his blade and back away before Janius and Gallus could reach him. However, he knew he was hopelessly outnumbered, and there was no exit he could take which was not already blocked. As such, with fear in his eyes, he dropped his swords and threw up his hands.

Kaleeth had ran to the center of the room and, within seconds, began slamming her massive fists into the floor under her, and after only two blows, the wood collapsed under her weight. Werecrocodiles, outside of water, were generally not agile in the slightest, so she was unable to back away before she fell down along with the floor. And neither was she able to catch herself to land on her feet; instead she fell clumsily onto the floor of the basement, flat on her stomach. Nevertheless, the surprise of the strategy had served its purpose. The two hostiles downstairs, one Bosmer and one Khajiit, had heard the commotion upstairs, and only seconds later, were thrown into chaos by Kaleeth crashing in on top of them. The Khajiit was on one side of her and cut off from  the prisoners, but the Bosmer was on the other side and already running for the cells after a brief delay to process what was happening. 

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Sabine's last statement had been rather awkward, but Peiter did not even seem to notice. Their entire conversation had been awkward, but both appeared oblivious to the fact. He simply  nodded. "Oh, alright." He said before picking himself up and moving over to sit on the ground beside Sabine's bedroll. He could see Sabine's face more clearly now, and smiled as he looked at her. "This is a...nice evening. Much...cooler than the daytime." He said, though curiously, he was still sweating.