Sabine stared back at Do'Rhajul through his protests, just as determined. She did not budge until he answered his own questions regarding her convictions. His own role was another matter.

"The axe. The last we heard of it was that its wielder was to try and slay a dragon." Sabine stayed blunt as ever. "You are the best fighter I know except for one other. And that one other is the military commander of all lycan clans in Tamriel. We cannot lose her. You do not have to allow the others their justice yet. As I said, you surrendered to me, not them. And I want you to help me find the axe. And then I want you to help us wound Vile."