For a short time, there was a silence among the group, though Lorag eventually let out an enraged roar. For him, it looked like he wanted to rip to pieces anything he could get his hands on. Fortunately, there was still enough of his rational mind remaining to hold off on taking his anger out on the bars of the lift around them. 

The energy from the release of magic had come perhaps worryingly close to touching the bottom of the lift, but it seemed that they were among the few in sight of it to come out unscathed. From above, they could see what looked like some Daedra remaining in the distance, likely from near the rear of the Daedric horde, but they were far too distant to be able to reach the base of the tower in time to stop the pack. All they had left to face was what was at the top of the tower. 

“You’re right. We need to focus.” Ahnasha said after Frendros. There is still Vile left. Still our mission to accomplish. If we don’t do that…then none of this will have mattered. “ She looked towards Sabine. In addition to the sigil stone Hal-Neesa had given them, she was also the one with the sigil stone meant to bring Hircine to their aid. “If we see Vile, I wouldn’t hesitate to use the stone immediately. To have a chance of hurting Vile, we will need lord Hircine.”

Ahnasha moved closer to Fendros, placing a hand on his shoulder as she spoke more softly. “When we do face Vile, when it finally comes time to attack…all that matters is getting to him with that axe. I don’t know what Vile will do, or what will be in our way, but we will do everything to get you to him, and there can be no looking back.” She said, letting out a long breath. “No matter what.”