The recount sounded terrifying enough on its own. Everyone silently listened, visibly uncomfortable. Sabine looked up curiously with the mention of an antidote to the gas as she continued healing.

Janius was the first to answer. "That's hard to imagine you being overpowered. I'm glad that you were able to escape at all." He then looked to one side and narrowed his eyes. "You mentioned a shield Spellbreaker? What...is that?"

"The perfect thing to have against a mage," Fendros piped up. "It's a large shield that projects its own ward. A powerful one at that. I remember seeing it in a book, a long time ago."

"I've never heard of such a thing." Janius turned his gaze between Fendros and Meesei a few times. "Where do you suppose he got it? We can't get them ourselves, can we?"

Fendros shook his head, "There is only one. It is an artefact of the Daedric Prince Peryite. I...don't know much else about that one."

Janius sighed through his teeth. "With something like that, as well as a gas that can kill us by breathing it..." Janius didn't want to finish his sentence.

"We have notes." Sabine croaked. She was quiet, but the conversation appeared to have a distracting effect from her previous state of mind. "We took them from a laboratory where they were making it. It can be studied. The antidote could be made."