Saras was not particularly hard for Meesei to find, since word of her pack's quick and stressful return had reached him by that point. He did not wish to disturb the pack during their recovery, so instead he was taking an account of which agents he had available to follow up on the inevitable aftermath of the pack's encounter. Meesei essentially needed only to confirm what he had already been planning to do. 

Afterwards, Meesei returned to her chambers and awaited Sabine. She had settled in a room in the upper floors of one of the Silent City's towers. It was one of the original Dwemer structures, rather than one of the additions that the clan had been making over the years. It was a larger space that gave her ample room for her own personal training and research. Since she no longer used Apocrypha as a source of knowledge, she had returned to exploring new abilities, and improving her existing ones, through more traditional practice. She had an enchanting table, complete with array of magical focuses and other baubles. On the opposite side of the room was small table with a collection of carved bone totems; her own shrine to Hircine. An attuned mage might be able to detect some warding magic she had enchanted into some of her belongings to protect against any errant spells that grew larger than she expected. Aside from that, she had a reasonable amount of open floor space. 

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"You over-committed on your last swing. It took too long for you to recover, so you were not able to respond in time to Ri'vashi's attack." Ri'vashi explained as Rhazii struggled to get back to his feet. "Among your peers, you are usually the strongest and can force your way through many situations, but you must not neglect precision and agility. Among skilled opponents, it is often far more impactful. You will particularly need to hone your precise movements when we spar in beast form. You will not be able to overpower a werebear, just as you cannot overpower Ri'vashi now."

With a firm, two handed grip on her sword, Ri'vashi did not wait for Rhazii to strike first. Taking aim at the center of his chest, she thrust her wooden blade straight towards him: a seemingly straightforward attack.