Lorag ran straight at the mage as Janius was going for the warrior beside her. Unfortunately, she had recovered from his strike before he reached her, so she was able to have a spell waiting for him. A stream of fire engulfed Lorag's upper body for a brief moment before he was upon her. Fueled by rage, he landed a punch square in the middle of her face, pressing the strength advantage he had over her. This of course interrupted her spell and landed her on her back, but she wasn't out of the fight yet, which was something Lorag needed to rectify. Picking up the very same rock he threw before, Lorag jumped on top of the Dunmer and smashed her repeatedly in the head with it until she stopped moving. Her skull was crushed and she was very clearly dead, but the effects of her attack were still lingering. Even a brief exposure to the flames had burned Lorag severely. Luckily, he wasn't actually [i]on[/i] fire, but he sure felt like it. The burns covered most of his upper chest and right shoulder, and were excruciatingly painful. 

Ahnasha dispelled her bow and replaced it with dual daggers before slipping behind a column of stone, then cloaking herself in invisibility. The closest enemy to her was the warrior Fendros was fighting, so he was now her target. Fendros was dodging his attacks as best as he could, but the warrior was more well-armed and had the advantage. His focus, however, would end up being his downfall. After Ahnasha moved behind him, it was a simple enough matter to plunge both of her daggers into his back, then kick him forward so Fendros could finish him off. 

Meesei let the Orc attack first, which he was very willing to do. He thrust his spear forward with surprising speed, to the point that Meesei was barely able to sidestep in time. She grabbed on to the weapon's haft, but it seemed as if the Orc predicted that move, as, much to her surprise, he simply let go of the spear to move into his next attack. Dashing forward, he bashed Meesei in the upper body with his shield. In addition to the dizzyingly strong blunt force, the small spiked on the shield stabbed into her flesh at multiple points, from her upper chest to the side of her face. They were not silver tipped, but the wounds were still harmful. After she was thrown off balance, the Orc punched her in the stomach, causing her to lean forward on reflex. He then smashed her once again with the shield, this time in the back, knocking her to the ground and stabbing her in multiple places with the spikes. Once on the ground, he kicked her in the ribs at full force, which forced her to curl into a ball. 

A confident grin came over the Orc's face as he reached for his sword, but somehow, Meesei found the strength to lash out once more. She rolled onto her back and unleashed a storm of lighting onto her foe. The bolts shot across his body, particularly to his sword due to its conductive nature. He was forced to drop the weapon and was recoiled back long enough for Meesei to shakily bring herself to her feet. The Orc still had his shield, along with plenty of knives and two shortswords, not to mention brute strength and immense skill, but the one thing he lacked was magical ability. Even when it seemed like she had nothing left, Meesei found the energy to press on. She hit him with another lightning bolt, then a fireball that impacted his shoulder. When he tried to rush her, she let loose a wave of frost that slowed him to nothing, along with freezing some of the water in his very skin, causing intense bleeding. Meesei's spells were weak, however, and the Orc did not fall. Rather, he just grew more angry. Meesei tried to force one more spell, but she had gone far past her limit, she had no more magicka to use. She was both mentally and physically exhausted, and her disorientation provided the Orc ample opportunity to strike. He picked up his spear as he moved past it, then thrust it towards her, seemingly unhindered by his injuries. Meesei attempted to move, but her reaction speed was dulled enough that it was unsuccessful. The Orc's spear pierced straight through her abdomen and out her back, impaling her on its haft. Lorag managed to tackle the Orc to the ground not moments later and caused him to lose his grip on the weapon, but the damage was already done. Meesei slumped over the ground, her heart pounding and her breathing becoming erratic. She was still able to breathe, and she could move all of her limbs, so her spine was intact, but it was impossible for the spear to not have pierced vital organs. 

Meesei coughed up blood as she watched the struggle between Lorag and the Orc. She grasped the haft of the spear weakly in her hands. The pain going through her body was immense, but it was not over yet. While she still drew breath, it was not over. She had given her pack enough time to finish off the Orc's allies, and she herself did not intend to just roll over and die.