The focus on Kaleeth was a minor help to the rest of the pack, despite the extra hits that she was taking. Sabine had enough time to pull out a magicka potion to replenish her reserves, while Janius had an easier time with fewer opponents in his slowly blurring vision.

However, that small fortune was not going to be enough. There were still more Falmer than they could handle on their own. They were dependent on the reinforcements. The sounds of barking orders from the elevator were the first sign of relief. The next was a Falmer falling from the vantage points above with an arrow through its throat. The roar was the true signal for the fight to turn around.

Fendros could be seen leading out a small group of archers to fire volleys at the enemy above. Most went to ground, retreated, or were hit. The fighters that streamed out took a mix of transforming and forming a new line to flank the enemies around the fountain. Only one warrior was left behind with the lift to take it back up and collect more fighters.

"They're here! We're..." Janius stopped to deflect another Falmer sword and chopped the creature's upper arm open. A shriek of pain later and Janius had brought another chop to its neck. He stepped to regain his swaying balance. His cut arm felt like it was on fire. "We're saved."