Julan hesitated, but a few moments of thought did not come up with anything more he could say. [i]"Um...no, I don't think so."[/i] He answered, though he was sure he would have plenty of questions pop into his head in a matter of minutes. 

[i]"Then I will return to my duties."[/i] Juran-Selth replied, though before he turned to leave, he focused clearly on Kaleeth. [i]"I am glad that you were able to return, Kaleeth-Rei."[/i]

Again, Kaleeth did not reply before Juran left, but also could not hide her dumbstruck expression. She felt like an idiot, having been unable to say anything during the entire conversation. It was only once he was gone that she hung her head low and managed to speak. "This is all just...making so little sense to me."

[hr]

Ahnasha took just a few moments to size up Rhazii's choice of opponent. "Okay, I can make that happen. I wouldn't expect any of them to be much of a challenge, but be careful all the same. Get to the ground and hide behind the tree; I'll open up our ambush. The moment I take my first shot, start running in. I'll be able to support you the whole time."

Ahnasha used the leaves as visual cover to silenly conjure up a bow, then took aim through the gap in the trees. She waited until she was sure that Rhazii was in position before drawing and firing her first arrow. The range she was firing from was not exceptional, and her first target was stationary, which allowed her to make her first shot that much more precise. The Breton woman making arrows a short distance from the fire was suddenly struck by a glowing arrow, straight through the center of her head: an unquestionably immediate death. The Khajiit was looking in her direction when the arrow hit, but it still took her a few seconds to process what was happening through the shock of it. "I...what? A-attack! We're under-". 

The Khajiit's alarmed warning was punctuated by a shrill scream after an arrow pierced through her stomach. The remaining three, at this point, were just starting to scramble to their feet and trying to figure out what was going on around them. Just a few seconds later, the sound of a portal from Oblivion demanded their attention, along with the storm atronach that Ahnasha had summoned forth in front of them. One of the Imperials jumped in front of the other with a ward raised, but the swirling storm of rock and magicka unleashed its thunderbolt onto the Nord instead. He collapsed to the ground in an instant, unable to breath or move voluntarily. The bandit mage struck the atronach with an exploding fireball, but the fractured rock was not enough of an injury to prevent the atronach from discharging another bolt of lightning into the downed Nord.

It was not terribly likely that the bandit's ward could stand up to the Daedra's lightning, but it would not be tested before another arrow flew past Rhazii, who was just now making it to the camp, and pierced through the Imperial's chest. The ward provided some measure of physical resistance, but not close to enough to stop a direct hit from a bound Daedric bow. He had only a second or so to pull at the arrow in a panic before he, like the Nord, was finished by the Daedra's lightning bolt. 

The deadly efficiency of Ahnasha's ambush could not be understated. She scouted and planned it quickly, and executed it flawlessly. Her attacks flowed one after another to avoid giving her opponents any time or opportunity to react. It was as if such ambushes were simply routine for her. When it was all over, Rhazii's chosen target had managed to run to one of the shacks to grab a sword, but with all of his allies dead or incapacitated around him. 

"Now that all of the distractions are gone, you can make your kill, son." Ahnasha's voice sounded out from behind Rhazii. She had jumped down from her perch in the tree and was now walking in no particular hurry towards them. The storm atronach was closer and bristling with lightning, but on Ahnasha's command, was not attacking.