Unlike Ahnasha, Fendros' reaction was to stare sternly. One could have believed that he was being callous, but he had mentally prepared himself for listening to Sabine's story. It was all he could do to stay composed. However, Ahnasha's expression did not escape him. He placed a firm hand on Ahnasha's shoulder to reassure her.

Sabine tripped over her words, nodding to Saras. She tried to bring her mind forward to the escape. Reliving her experiences had scattered her thoughts, so she spent some seconds with her eyes closed. She remembered the start of her opportunity back then. The protests.

"It was hours later. Yerig and Do'rhajul were the only ones that did not take turns to hurt me," she continued. Her tone had stabilised into its previous monotone, through no small effort. "Do'rhajul was standing nearby. Yerig was away. But Yerig approached, shouting while Arinette used magic to make me feel burning. He said...it was barbaric. He confronted Do'rhajul, asked why I deserved this, asked how he could stand for this having known him previously not to, and said he was told to fight monsters and not torture." Sabine's voice grew a little. "Arinette was angry and said I was a monster and that I would kill him if I could. Yerig got angry and called her and the rest of the group monsters. He said he saw monsters but none of them were nailed to a tree. Do'rhajul...he tried to calm Yerig by telling him that he did not want this either. But he also said that it was for the greater good. That lycans would take over Tamriel if they did not do this. I tried to tell them that was not true. Arinette burnt me more for speaking."

Sabine remembered the anger she felt that drove her to act. It showed in her brow as she continued. "That was when Yerig brought out the evidence Ahnasha left him. He had read all of it while I was trapped. He showed Do'rhajul the pages detailing the experiments at the Elsweyr stronghold. The kidnappings, lycanthropy infections, experiments, releases. Do'rhajul was shocked and questioned Arinette. Arinette claimed it was fake but Do'rhajul knew the handwriting. He got very angry." Sabine cocked her head, lowering her voice. "At the time, my arms were numb, but I could still move them a little. I felt the wooden stake slide through my hands. And through the manacles, I had some magicka left. So I..." Her stomach knotted even thinking back on it. She reflexively rubbed her palm over her fingernail. "...I...pushed off the stake. It still hurt but I hardly noticed. Then...I paralysed her. With everything left, I paralysed her and took her staff."