They all had a good view of the battlefield from up on the hillside. Fendros' narrowed eyes panned across the field of tall curled horns rising up like reeds from the skaafin. "I've not felt this excited and uncertain since before our cure to the soul tearing gas."

"I prefer this..." Janius' comment perhaps came more from his beast form, soaked as it was in Daedric ichor. "Today we make them pay for threatening our family, and destroying many others."

Fendros' attention was drawn to their ranks to the left and right. Many had transformed, either to wreak more destruction, to regenerate, or just out of sheer rage. They were not as survivable in a wide plane such as this, but the shock was all they needed. They needed to break their enemy in one blow.

"It's now or never." Fendros reached behind his back to where Ahnasha was on the saddle. She gave her hand a squeeze.

Meesei gave the order. The Daedric titan cut a swathe.

Sabine finished weaving a spell she had been working on with their approach. In a wave of green magic spread from the top of her staff, she invigorated a crowd's worth of allies around her with a boost of energy. Fendros felt it tingle up his back and shoulders.

Janius let out a roar that was joined by roars and shouts of everyone around him. Nothing could be heard but their howling battlecry. Fendros' own contribution was completely drowned out as he kicked Leaps into a running charge.