With Do'rhajul and Arinette so close, Sabine was on the brink of panic. She was hardly able to keep track of the passing seconds. Frozen as she was, she desperately put together how much time she thought they had left. It was about time to send the signal to Ahnasha that she had one minute left on the enchantment. They would not be able to relocate the dwemer spheres without making noise from then on.

The lookout's movement caught Sabine's eyes. Ahnasha felt her ring turn twice. Look east.

Only a few moments of discussion passed between Do'rhajul and Arinette before Sabine was confident she was still undetected. She slowly and silently took another breath. She had to strain to hear what they were saying. Even then, she couldn't make the words out.

They were almost underneath her. She could shuffle forward on her branch. With little else in her mind to heed it, she took the chance. Holding the branch beneath her between her curled legs and leaning forward on one hand, she crawled herself forward at a ponderous pace. She held her breath most of the time. She had to make sure not to loosen any flakes of bark or disturb any leaves.