The gas was a shock to Fendros' entire system. He stumbled to the ground as he felt the beast thrashing and rearing in his mind, before it fled like a dog from a whip. It was a few moments before he recovered and processed what had just happened. He was smaller. He looked down to his hands and found that he was in his Dunmer form again. Naked and unarmed, he suddenly felt very vulnerable against the Orc and his final cohort.

Meesei held back their magical assault and Ahnasha was still able to use her bound bow. [i]That's right! Bound weapons![/i] Fendros tried to calm himself for a moment to try and summon a bound dagger. It was difficult with all of the commotion.

Janius was in a similar position, but had recovered quicker than Fendros. He had looked around for anything he could use as a weapon. Spotting nothing viable, he decided to start using his own magics some more. He wouldn't bother with a bound weapon just yet. His fighting style was not nearly as effective without a shield as he would be just burning his opponents. With the mage out of action for the moment, Janius swept his arms in the air in front of him, releasing small fiery projectiles at one of the warriors. With his shield, the warrior was able to block each of the spells, but obscured his vision as Janius closed in with a deliberately paced walk. He would need to be covered, but as soon as he got close enough, he intended to cast flames over the hunter's entire body.

After several frustrating moments, Fendros finally managed to keep his bound dagger in Mundus in a state that he could use. The dagger was larger than most, so he could somewhat use it in a fight, but the warriors had better reach with their weapons and defending himself would be a significant challenge. He paced up to the second warrior, set to exploit his freedom of movement however he could. There was no obvious opening, no immediate way that Fendros could see how to get close without being hit himself. A a small combination of attacks from the warrior what Fendros barely managed to defend against before he broke off only brought the sense of urgency closer. At least the warrior was occupied, rather than interrupting Meesei, who appeared to be challenging the Orc directly.

Runt was nowhere to be seen, having slunk away in the initial mist. She knew that facing these opponents directly would not do any good. She was dangerous when unseen though.