Fendros' heels tilled the soil below him as he tried to hold the Senche back. His delaying tactic worked, but the Senche's resistance jerked him forward suddenly until he fell and was being dragged along the ground. He couldn't maintain his grip. When he moved his head up to see the Senche drive forward, he gasped some dirt into his throat as Ahnasha was struck with the Senche's body in its death throes. Fendros pushed off the ground as quickly as he could and sprinted over to Ahnasha. His first movement was to grab the Senche's legs and roll the dead Khajiit's body off her.

"Ahna! Are you alright?" Fendros asked desperately as he looked over her.

To Gallus, the enemies that were hanging back were just a sign to him that the morale of the enemy was fading. It was an optimistic thought, but the defenders might break and rout soon. That would put an end to the entire battle. He was more than ready for that. However, Gallus was not so blinded as to charge in after them without support. He stayed near Meesei so that the central formation could be defended and still move onwards. If those surrounding them wanted to stay put, it would only mean more spells and arrows thinning the dwindling numbers of the enemy.

There were a few amongst Meesei and Gallus' packs that might have picked up the strange magical activity in the area, but in the heat of battle, it was not easy. The only one who seemed to be acutely aware enough of it to act was Sabine. She was still trying to concentrate on deflecting arrows and spells, but there were fewer than she could justify standing around for. She stepped past the central formation to try and reach the front with her packs. She had to find out what it was and try to protect her pack.

"Sabine, wait!" Uthri called out, but not before Sabine disappeared into the crowd. There was nothing Uthri could do to stop Sabine with Peiter still in his arms.