There was yet more silence from Ri'vashi. For what seemed like an eternity, the only sounds were their breathing, and the faint sounds of Dwemer mechanisms which could always be heard in the city. She maintained her intense gaze at Do'rhajul, so it was difficult to tell how she had taken Sabine's impassioned argument. The only hints that her body language gave was that the internal debate within her thoughts was every bit as intense. "Justice is not monstrous. Crimes must have their punishments."

Ri'vashi took in a deep breath, and with her eyes closed, she finally lowered her sword entirely. "But Ri'vashi is not going to raise her blade against you, Sabine. Not even for this. When we collect the Champion and the rest of the council together, we will all discuss this. Just make sure he is watched at all times, and under no circumstances should he leave the city. You, murderer, give Ri'vashi your weapon." She demanded. 

Since Sabine had already offered for him and Yerig to disarm, Do'rhajul did not hesitate in removing his scabbard from his belt and handing it over to Ri'vashi. Yerig also took the sword off of his back to give to her, though it was seemingly an afterthought for her to take his blade. It was clearly not Yerig that held all of Ri'vashi's ire. At the very least, it did not seem that there would be too much resistance in accepting his help. Ri'vashi would undoubtedly be the source of most of their opposition.

"Now, the axe...we have it now. We have the Rueful axe. That is the last piece. Based on all the reports from the other clans, that is the last item we need to carry out our plan. Once it is prepared. Ri'vashi supposes that Darahil should examine it. We also need to know what happened to you, how this...confusing mess transpired. Would you rather wait until your pack returns, to tell all of us at once?" Ri'vashi asked.