The enemy formation seemed to clear for the hulking Senche and its subordinate force making its way towards Fendros. To receive them, Fendros remained guarded and sprung, ready to thrust out or dodge away from any pounces, though the prospect of facing down a horse-sized khajiit was giving him second thoughts. The loud rupture in space behind Fendros was something he recognised as a conjured creature, but he turned curiously at the sudden chill and the heavy footsteps that followed. A walking humanoid iceberg, taller than even a Cathay-raht, fell into a position to oppose the enemy. It was Ahnasha's doing.

Fendros was far from opposed to the frost atronach leading the counter-charge. Its strikes were slow and easy to dodge away, but for those without room, its strength was readily apparent. Enemy soldiers were knocked to the floor, making for easy targets by Fendros and those around him. When the Senche came to bear, Fendros cautiously waited for the atronach to engage, before skirting around and waiting for an opportunity to thrust his sword into its side. He couldn't commit to a single, lethal blow without the risk of being savaged by tooth and claw.

Gallus' inspection of the situation drew him to Meesei putting herself in direct danger. He hadn't noticed her speech when he got stuck into the fighting beforehand. He quickly realised that the others were suddenly fighting harder, no doubt due to her leading from the front, but she was in more danger than he agreed with. He shouldered his way over to where she was fighting as fast as he could and joined in the fighting beside her, denying enemy soldiers access to her from one side by threat of a broken skull.

"Champion!" Gallus shouted out, interrupting himself to parry a sword and bring his hammer down on an enemy's shoulder with a loud, dull crack. "Don't you dare get surrounded!" He stopped again to fight off another, sidestepping a greatsword and punching through the side of a cuirass with his hammer's spike. "Remember what I said!"

The next clash took longer. Gallus deflected a couple of spears on his shield, stepped past them, and wrapped his shield arm around the shafts. Once trapped, Gallus then brought his arm around to push the spears down. One of the shafts ended up snapping under Gallus' strength. "Ri'vashi!" Gallus shouted out, even if the clan leader was not nearby. He let go of the spears and swung forward fiercely with his hammer, causing the spearmen to let go of their weapons and shy away. "I request your assistance on the other side, clan leader!"

As evidenced by Gallus' style, he was continuing to be reckless and desperate.