Anything else that might have been said in the moment was overshadowed by Sabine’s activation of the sigil stone. The enchantment on the stone had originally been meant to help break through the powerful barriers between Mundus and Oblivion, and comparatively, the barriers between two realms of Oblivion were much weaker. As such, even the interference from the magicka converging on this tower was not enough to stop a Daedric Prince like Hircine from being able to focus on the sigil stone’s power. 

It took only a few seconds for the glowing portal to appear just above the top of the tower, and only a few moments more for [url=https://static.wikia.nocookie.net/elderscrolls/images/7/76/Hircine_ESO.png/revision/latest/scale-to-width-down/350?cb=20190723055251]Hircine[/url] to descend from it. The form the Great Huntsman took at this moment was roughly equal in size to that of Vile. The very instant another Daedric Prince had stepped onto the battlefield, Clavicus Vile gave no more attention to Fendros’ pack. In fact, neither of the Princes seemed to pay any mind to the mortals around them. 

The voice with which Hircine spoke seemed like it could be [i]felt[/i] as much as it could be heard. “You hoard what belongs to me, trickster.” 

Vile glared back with an expression that finally seemed to show genuine anger as he stood to his feet from his throne. “If you couldn’t keep a hold of it yourself, then you didn’t deserve it, beast.”