The sheer aggression of Meesei’s pack was followed up upon by the soldiers behind them, and it definitely served its purpose to keep pressure away from the portal. Meesei herself had bolted as a streak of lightning deep into the Daedra’s ranks, then surrounded herself in a lightning form spell. It was as if she was a being of pure lightning, and even being near her was enough to receive a wounding shock. When even so much as [i]approaching[/i] her was a risk, being surrounded on all sides could feel more like an [i]advantage[/i] than not. 

In any case, keeping the Daedra from closing in on the portal allowed them to bring through enough reinforcements to confidently repel this first attack. The Daedra had failed to reach the plateau, so they were steadily being overwhelmed by their growing opposition. However, this initial Daedric force was relatively small, in the grand scheme of the battle ahead. They were a first response, and while they had been driven back, there was far more fighting ahead. 

Ri’vashi returned a nod towards Teroiah. “Yes, the bulk of my warriors will join the main force in the valley below. Once we are off this hill and down into the valley, there will be more space for them to operate as shock troops, and fill the role of cavalry. We can also send in more waves of lycan spirits ahead of us as skirmishers. The Champion’s pack, and some of my more elite teams, will be joining your soldiers through the mountain pass to take out the watchtowers, and reach…that.” She said, pointing a finger off into the distance, towards the massive tower at the other end of the valley.

At that point, a section of their reinforcements came through the portal that drew gazes, and some looks of disgust, from many of their own forces. It was Hal-Neesa, leading a formation of undead soldiers behind her. They were all in varying states of decay, with some being somewhat fresh animated corpses, and others that were nothing but bones magically bound together. The bodies were everything from Humans and Elves, to Falmer and even werewolf corpses. Hal-Neesa herself hardly even looked to be equipped for battle. The best that could be said about her was that her bright red dress did not look quite as expensive as her usual attire. She stepped through without so much as even acknowledging the looks she was receiving. She did give a quick glance up to the sun above them, but despite her vampiric nature, she did not look to be bothered by it. 

Hal-Neesa went directly for the three commanders as soon as she arrived, speaking up as soon as she was close without any care for who she might have interrupted. “Is everything proceeding as planned, or do you have any fires I need to extinguish?”