As everyone was filing into the laboratory, they fanned out to make room for more to enter behind them. Mages knew to support the frontline with wards, so Fendros quickly found himself with a Dagi-raht mage behind him, ready to block incoming spellfire. Ahnasha kept her bow for longer than Fendros and stayed right behind him, firing into the enemy. Since she could conjure bound weapons, she could switch to a sword faster than a normal archer. Ra'kalesh stayed close to Janius to allow him to provide protection against projectiles as they moved forward. 

Both sides were advancing towards one another, but with the layout of the room broken up by tables and other furniture, the concept of a frontline quickly broke down into individual and small group melees. Kaleeth, as per usual, opened up by surprising her opponent with sheer force by slamming into him with her shield. His guard was broken entirely, but there was a Khajiit mage beside him already preparing to electrocute Kaleeth. 

Fendros' opponent parried his opening blow, then tried to shove him off of his feet with his shield. Though, perhaps more threatening than that defender was the Cathay standing behind him. The officer himself was going to be fighting against Fendros. For the moment, the Cathay was standing behind his ally with a silver longsword, looking for an opening. 

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Do’rhajul allowed Ra’jorr to fall to the ground, lifeless, then used his boot to give him the leverage to pull his blade from his body. It had only taken a fraction of a second and a well-placed blade for the General to snuff out his life, but as tragic as his death would be to his soldiers, they had at least fared better against the enemy. Five enemies, including the General, remained, and they were surrounded on three sides. Unfortunately, just as it seemed they would have their revenge, the door behind Vile’s soldiers opened.

The General backed up to the door, allowing what was left of his men to hold off the lycans. Two Khajiit walked through the door, carrying an apparently heavy barrel. “Is it ready?” Do’rhajul asked. 

“Yes sir!” One of the Khajiit shouted, his eyes already widening in fear at the mass of lycans he had stumbled into.