Janius remained prone due to Meesei's slowing of his body. He threw an arm each up a couple of times, but otherwise did not move while he transformed. Cords made to snap stretched and gave way as his body expanded and morphed into a dark-furred werewolf.

Sabine stood up and took some steps back during the process. "It is working," she said.

A low growl left Janius' snout and he bared his teeth. He still could not focus enough to act.

After another short moment, Sabine carefully approached Janius and knelt to put a hand on his ankle. She charged a yellow spell to probe his blood, and then looked up at Meesei. "It is safe," she said. "He can move now."

By this time, the sound of the elevator dropping off another group of soldiers echoed out from behind them. They had gained a foothold. It would only be a matter of clearing out the remaining Falmer now.