In the instant that the gate began to open, Fendros knelt up and drew back an arrow. "Now!" he commanded as he aimed for the Altmer officer and loosed. A wave of more dark slits shot through the night sky from behind him in alignment with the sound of his own bowstring. The officer that was his target was distracted by the opening gate just enough to shift out of the way of his arrow, but their shots were merely meant to draw attention away from the gatehouse. Fendros did not stop to curse his miss before firing again with the archers around him. 

They would be able to get perhaps two more volleys off before they would need to withdraw. Fendros kept the corner of his eye open for anyone running out through the gate. [i]Get out of there, Ahna![/I]

The mist rolled on past from behind Gallus with a haunting abruptness, despite the gentle wind carrying it. It blocked all vision beyond perhaps fifteen metres, with anything around ten metres away being no more than vague silhouettes. Still, they knew the direction to go. The horn sounded and the sound of a moving army began. Gallus stood up with his pack and began to march quickly behind Ri'vashi's lead.