As Arinette's sword slowed to a stop, Sabine's neck felt warm and choked. She dabbed at her collar and brought her fingers before her, finding no blood. It had just been her imagination. Though, Arinette's next spell, a surprise to Sabine considering her state, was readily apparent.

Sabine tried to leap away, too late. A vine coiled around her ankle dug in its thorns. She cried out through her teeth. Having seen the spell a number of times already, however, she did not panic. She used what came to mind to deal with both problems at once as best as she could. She brought a ward up close to herself with her left hand, and in her right hand she used the Staff of Magnus to charge a bright flickering spell at its end. She lowered the spell onto Arinette's elbow where the gem hand connected to her ghostly body, closed her eyes, and blasted the area apart with an explosion of magical fire.

She fell to her knees in pain.

The corpses rising to join the battle made Fendros flinch with his sword when he saw them. In a moment, the terror of sensing Daedra behind him as if he was the last in their pack standing was replaced with unusual optimism when he sensed the undeath in the pits of their eyes. With a grin, he shrank his ward to allow them to charge in. Not a moment too soon, too. He would need to take a potion to cast such a ward again.

Janius' reaction was not as restrained. He reflexively struck down a reanimated Skaafin with his off hand before he realised what was going on. Fendros' next order made it perfectly clear.

"Let's push forward!" Fendros raised his dragonbone sword as he caught up with Ahnasha and the others. "By Hircine, our hunt goes on!"