Although she could not move from her position, Ahnasha still had plenty of options. Spotting Fendros' target, she loosed an arrow immediately after him. Fendros' arrow damaged the sphere's crossbow arm, while her arrow staggered it back. Seconds later, Saras landed an arrow on one of the struts that served as part of its "legs." Still, the sphere remained functional, so the three continued their volley. They stopped any progress the machine could make towards their frontline, and eventually, one of their arrows struck the automaton's "head." Evidently, the impact knocked something important loose, because it collapsed backwards, completely disabled. 

Following the destruction of the sphere, Ahnasha conjured a flame atronach in front of their shield wall. It was summoned into the oil fire, but that was obviously not an issue for that particular kind of atronach. Upon Ahnasha's instruction, it focused its fireballs on their left flank. Overall, despite the fact that they were facing quite a few automatons at once, the threat was still not that great. There were several dozen warriors holding that room alone, with many more behind them. The only major injury which had come so far was the bolt that found its way into a warrior's leg, and Sabine was already treating that. In all likelihood, this fight would end soon with only a few shocks from Dwemer spiders. 

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Peiter still felt nervous leaving the caverns through the inn. He knew that the clan had devised a clever system for hiding themselves, but he still could not help but to be tense being around non-lycans so close to the clan. Still, once they headed out into the forest, he became more comfortable. He took a dagger and made his first throw towards the tree, which, of course, missed terribly. He was far less accurate with his left hand than he had ever been with his right. Granted, he had been improving on many tasks with his non-dominant hand, but accuracy was not one of them. "I'm glad we have somewhere to stay now. Moving everyone over from Cyrodiil was tense. It's almost hard to believe that we had to give up our home. That Ayleid ruin housed us for years, and now it's probably almost completely empty. I know we were taking everything valuable."

Taking another throw, Peiter did actually manage to hit the tree, but the dagger spun too far and hit with the handle. "So what's this Dwarven place going to be like?"