"If I did, you wouldn't have agreed to it." Ahnasha said as she continued to run with Ariel in her arms. It didn't seem as if they were being followed, but all the same, she kept running until they were out of sight of the keep. Even then, she continued at a brisk jog, which for her normal form would have been a full run. She repositioned Ariel in her arms to be more comfortable, then continued on towards the meeting point.
Meesei kept her eyes on the two witches as they were ascending the staircase. Other than the fact that they were close quarters with multiple werewolves, the presence of the children had likely swayed their decision not to attack. In their minds, to start a fight would have guaranteed the children's deaths.True to her word, Meesei and the others headed upstairs without so much as a threat from them, apart from a low growl from Lorag.
When Meesei laid her eyes on the door, she could tell it was mere moments from being breached. She needed just a bit more time to open the way for their escape, so she would need to do something to delay the witches even further. "Stand back from the door." She said as she started charging magicka through her body. For this spell, it was obvious she was in deep concentration. An exceptional quantity of magicka welled up around her, to the point that alteration energy was visibly swirling around her. Just as the door seemed like it was about to break, Meesei unleashed all of the energy at once into a telekinetic blast that snapped the weakened door off of its hinges and sent it flying out of the room along with a veritable wall of force. Anything or anyone on the other side would be thrown just as easily. Hopefully, the attack would not be fatal to anyone, but it would certainly give them just enough time to escape.
Luckily, Meesei had enough magicka remaining to enact her escape plan. On the far side of the room, she quickly placed down two fire runes side by side on the wall, then stood back with the others. "Stand clear!" She ordered as she held out her hand and let a small charge of lightning magic arc from her hand to one of the runes, activating it. They exploded one after enough. The heat was enough to be felt even from where they were standing, but the fireball itself did not extend to them. The hole it created was not especially large, but it was big enough that Lorag could still squeeze through it, so it would do. "Go, jump down and let's get out of here."
As the others were jumping out of the hole down to the ground below, Meesei started her transformation. She was no longer concerned with her amulet, so she did not waste time removing it before taking on her lycan form. By the time she was finished, the others had made their way outside, so she was clear to leave. Like Lorag, she had to squeeze through the relatively narrow opening, and in the process felt the heat of a fireball exploding behind her. It singed her fur, but otherwise did not harm her before she made it through the hole and down to the ground below. Once she was out, the entire pack took off into the forest, with fire spells being launched at them from behind until they were no longer in view. After they were out of sight of the keep, they changed direction to head towards the designated meeting place. If all had gone according to plan, Ahnasha an Ariel would already be there, or at least would arrive shortly afterwards.
The meeting place was a uniquely large mushroom tree between the keep and the hunter's cave, at which Ahnasha and Ariel had arrived a few minutes before the rest of the pack. Ahnasha had finally got around to setting down Ariel, though she remained in her beast form just in case they had to run away again for whatever reason.
The rest of the pack arrived shortly afterwards, with no serious wounds visible among them. Ahnasha was relieved to see them all safe, particularly Fendros, as she was sure he was for her. This made the second time they had stepped into mortal danger in a single week, though thankfully, this task ended with considerably less bodily harm, on both sides. Even so, Ahnasha was not completely pleased. Although it was only a brief conversation, the Dunmer they encountered revealed that the coven may not have been quite as complicit in this war as they believed. It was bittersweet news, as it meant that the coven was not directly an enemy, but also that they had caused considerable damage to the people and property of a group that was just as much of a victim in the war as they were. It was necessary, but it still left a sour taste in her mouth.
"Well...at least that is done." Ahnasha commented, her voice carrying no joy or enthusiasm for what was actually a resounding success of a mission. Their plan had worked flawlessly, but at this point, Ahnasha viewed it as more of an unpleasant chore that needed to be accomplished than anything else. The others approached and took a moment to rest under the tree, still in their beast forms. If anyone had any doubts as to Ariel's loyalty beforehand, they were erased now, especially considering that she trusted them enough to be surrounded by six werewolves in their beast forms all at the same time.
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Ahnasha moved upstairs and began work on setting up the fire salt flask as Ariel was placing the runes. Just as Ariel had indicated before with her detect life spell, the tower seemed completely empty, apart from the Dunmer they had just carried outside. She made sure to place the somewhere that it would do the most damage. Some of the production equipment was upstairs as well, so the flask would cause a chain reaction with those as well. Additionally, it would put a hole in the floor that would cause the detonation of the runes on the ground floor. Since they did not need as much time to escape, Ahnasha cut the fuse in half; as she did not want anything to interrupt the detonation once they were escaping.
Once Ariel was upstairs, she motioned over to the door from her position kneeled down next to the flask. "Open the door, I'll light this one. I cut the fuse in half, so we'll need to make sure to move quickly. I'll light this, then I'll get us out of here quickly." Ahnasha said, creating a small flame on the tip of her finger. She hovered it over the fuse, then looked up to Ariel. "Okay, go get out onto the wall!" She shouted. Once the fuse ignited, she jumped up and ran for the door, beginning her transformation as she sprinted. By the time Ariel turned around to see if Ahnasha was following, she was in her werewolf form and only a few feet away. She snatched up Ariel, holding her close to her body with one arm, then leaped off of the wall out of the keep. In her wolf form, she could easily handle the drop, so as soon as she hit the ground, she was able to keep running away from the walls with no delay. After about fifteen seconds, she heard an explosion behind her, followed by a chain reaction of detonations, and the deafening collapse of the tower. Technically, she could have put down Ariel at that point, but even while running on only two legs, she could cover more ground more quickly while carrying her than if they were walking together. Her destination was the meeting place they had designated on the way to the keep, which was about ten minutes away at a good pace.
Meesei saw that the witches were near to breaking through the door, but when she heard the unmistakable sound of a tower collapsing outside, the witches outside paused for a moment. The shock and surprise of yet another detonation delayed them from breaking through hopefully long enough for them to escape unhindered, and without having to kill any of the witches. She had an idea of how to escape without needing to use the doors, but first, she needed to get Lorag and Sabine from downstairs.
Meesei headed downthe spiral staircase to the scene that was unfolding below. The first thing she saw was Lorag standing mere feet from two witches, both of which were hesitating. Sabine was curled up in a corner cowering in fear, and was likely the source of the witches' confusion. On the far side of the room, she could just make out the form of one or more children hiding behind some barrels, who were almost certainly the reason for Sabine's current condition. Meesei walked down the staircase carrying a commanding posture. It was fortunate that Lorag had not yet attacked, as it was possible in this situation that they might avoid bloodshed.
"Hold." Meesei commanded, keeping a firm eye locked on the witches. In such a close range environment, Lorag would almost certainly be able to kill them before they could do too much harm with their spells, but all the same, she kept a ward visible around herself. "Taking your lives is not our purpose here. Stay your hand, and you will be safe. They will be safe." She said, motioning to the children behind the barrels. "Attack, or follow us, and you will not be safe." Meesei walked over and kneeled down in front of Sabine, while Lorag maintained his position and continued to look intimidating. Meesei placed a hand on the right side of Sabine's wolfen face and looked into her eyes with a soft, caring expression. "Sabine, it is time for us to go. They will not harm you, and we shall not harm them. We just need to leave now, okay?"
Once Ariel was upstairs, she motioned over to the door from her position kneeled down next to the flask. "Open the door, I'll light this one. I cut the fuse in half, so we'll need to make sure to move quickly. I'll light this, then I'll get us out of here quickly." Ahnasha said, creating a small flame on the tip of her finger. She hovered it over the fuse, then looked up to Ariel. "Okay, go get out onto the wall!" She shouted. Once the fuse ignited, she jumped up and ran for the door, beginning her transformation as she sprinted. By the time Ariel turned around to see if Ahnasha was following, she was in her werewolf form and only a few feet away. She snatched up Ariel, holding her close to her body with one arm, then leaped off of the wall out of the keep. In her wolf form, she could easily handle the drop, so as soon as she hit the ground, she was able to keep running away from the walls with no delay. After about fifteen seconds, she heard an explosion behind her, followed by a chain reaction of detonations, and the deafening collapse of the tower. Technically, she could have put down Ariel at that point, but even while running on only two legs, she could cover more ground more quickly while carrying her than if they were walking together. Her destination was the meeting place they had designated on the way to the keep, which was about ten minutes away at a good pace.
Meesei saw that the witches were near to breaking through the door, but when she heard the unmistakable sound of a tower collapsing outside, the witches outside paused for a moment. The shock and surprise of yet another detonation delayed them from breaking through hopefully long enough for them to escape unhindered, and without having to kill any of the witches. She had an idea of how to escape without needing to use the doors, but first, she needed to get Lorag and Sabine from downstairs.
Meesei headed downthe spiral staircase to the scene that was unfolding below. The first thing she saw was Lorag standing mere feet from two witches, both of which were hesitating. Sabine was curled up in a corner cowering in fear, and was likely the source of the witches' confusion. On the far side of the room, she could just make out the form of one or more children hiding behind some barrels, who were almost certainly the reason for Sabine's current condition. Meesei walked down the staircase carrying a commanding posture. It was fortunate that Lorag had not yet attacked, as it was possible in this situation that they might avoid bloodshed.
"Hold." Meesei commanded, keeping a firm eye locked on the witches. In such a close range environment, Lorag would almost certainly be able to kill them before they could do too much harm with their spells, but all the same, she kept a ward visible around herself. "Taking your lives is not our purpose here. Stay your hand, and you will be safe. They will be safe." She said, motioning to the children behind the barrels. "Attack, or follow us, and you will not be safe." Meesei walked over and kneeled down in front of Sabine, while Lorag maintained his position and continued to look intimidating. Meesei placed a hand on the right side of Sabine's wolfen face and looked into her eyes with a soft, caring expression. "Sabine, it is time for us to go. They will not harm you, and we shall not harm them. We just need to leave now, okay?"
I think I can get one post in before going to bed. Might not be too long.
"I...I don't know. I barely remember anything about the transformation. I remember a lot of emotion...bloodlust, but it's all very hazy. Still, it seems like we didn't attack each other, at least. I don't know what is going to happen once we are around people again, but we can't let them know about it. No one, no matter how close to us, can know. If we think we're going to have a problem with transforming, we...we can come out here again. Out in the wilds, obviously with more supplies. Hopefully it won't be necessary, but if it is, that would at least be a short term solution. Long term...I have no idea. Maybe...well, we were attacked by a werewolf, so there are obviously others out there. Maybe not all of them are so aggressive? I have no idea how we would find them though." Sam responded, running his hands down his face as he was overwhelmed by problems he couldn't solve.
Letting out a sigh, he stood to his feet and reached down to help Stevie up. "I don't know what we're going to do, but for now, we can at least get back home, now that the rain has stopped."
Letting out a sigh, he stood to his feet and reached down to help Stevie up. "I don't know what we're going to do, but for now, we can at least get back home, now that the rain has stopped."
We have one that is immensely long, and I think is nearing completion. We just need Leon right now.
"Because that gas cannot be allowed to be made." Ahnasha said as she slid the poisoned dagger into the woman's back. She knew where to aim that would not be lethal, or cause permanent damage, but would allow the poison to proliferate throughout her body. Ahnasha had come in the room just behind Ariel, under the cloak of her own invisibility. She had made her way silently around the edge of the room to bring herself into position, which was easy enough with Ariel distracting her. Ahnasha pulled the dagger from her body and lowered her to the ground, which was already immobile under the effects of the poison. "Do not fear. By Ariel's request, I will not kill you. None of you will die, if we can help it."
With their current formation, the pack was near unstoppable. Between Lorag and Janius leading the charge, and, Meesei's necklace, the skeletons were essentially a non-issue. Meesei projected a ward in front of the pack, blocking the spellfire as they approached. Any witches in their way either ran, or were caught in Janius and Lorag's claws. The wounds on the witches they left behind seemed terrible, but as long as the coven had skilled healers, they would be survivable.
After the gas failed to transform them back tot heir normal forms, the pack was able to make it into the hagravens' nest unimpeded. Since they entered from the walls, they were on the middle level of the tower. Meesei intended for them to stay on the middle level, but the hagravens were directly above them, and once they realized what was going one, they would certainly not stay there. They were a threat that needed to be dealt with if they were going to hold in the tower.
Meesei walked halfway up the staircase leading to the top level, then looked back down to the rest of the pack. "Hold this room; I'll deal with the hagravens." She ordered as she grabbed the vial around her neck and uncorked it. She immediately inhaled the fumes which escaped, creating a faint glow of energy inches above her scales. The effect was potent, but short lived, so she would need to be quick.
The hagravens obviously knew what was going on, as they were ready for Meesei the moment she stepped up the staircase into view. There were two of them, one of which immediately opened with a surprisingly powerful storm of lightning. Unfortunately for them, when the bolts of lightning interacted with the barrier hovering over Meesei's body, the bolts arced back throughout the room, including into the hagravens. They stopped short of damaging themselves, but were obviously not giving up on fighting the Argonian intruder. Meesei responded with a duel casted stream of frost, which met with one of the hagravens' wards. The magical prowess of these beings became obvious, as the hagraven was able to match the strength of Meesei's spell with its ward. It was unclear who would emerge victorious in the struggle, but the other hagraven did not give Meesei time to find out. Using telekinesis, the bird-creature picked up a metal brazier behind Meesei and launched it into her back, slamming her to the ground.
The hagraven dropped her ward and approached Meesei. She could not use her spells, but her sharpened claws were still deadly. Meesei rolled onto her back only to see the hagraven's claws heading straight for her throat. She managed to grab the hagraven's arm just before her claws found their mark, then tried to use her lycan strength to force them away. Unfortunately, the hagraven's knowledge of restoration allowed her to enhance her own strength to match, and even surpass that of Meesei. As her claws inched closer to Meesei's throat, she grew more desperate, and was forced to take a lethal option. She suddenly pulled the hagraven's arm down and to the side with a burst of strength, causing the hagraven to fall on top of her. She then held onto the abomination tightly and activated a flame cloak around herself, burning the hagraven alive. After only a few moments, she dissipated the flame cloak and released her grip on the hagraven, which rolled away and tried desperately to put out the flames.
Meesei practically jumped to her feet to deal with the other hagraven, which was screaming in a high-pitched, shrill voice at her. She could feel that the effects of the vapors were diminishing, but they were still there, and still visible. Meesei ran at the creature, hopping back at the last second to avoid a slash from her claws. Reacting quickly, she grabbed a hold of both of the hagraven's arms and used her own restoration spell. Most spells in restoration, or at least most well-known ones, were beneficial to the body, but some could be used offensively. Meesei drained the stamina from the hagraven's body and transferred it to her own, exhausting the hagraven while invigorating herself. She maintained the spell until the hagraven was too exhausted to remain conscious, then continued for a few more seconds after that just to be safe, being careful not to drain enough that it could be fatal.
Meesei let out a sigh of relief; the most dangerous part of their attack was over, even if it meant she had a sore back and a bloody nose from the impact. Looking at the charred remains of the other hagraven, she considered it unfortunate that she was unable to spare her life, but she had saved at least one of them. Heading back downstairs, she joined the others in defending the room. Hopefully, the witches would be too focused on besieging their tower to defend the one Ariel and Ahnasha were infiltrating.
With their current formation, the pack was near unstoppable. Between Lorag and Janius leading the charge, and, Meesei's necklace, the skeletons were essentially a non-issue. Meesei projected a ward in front of the pack, blocking the spellfire as they approached. Any witches in their way either ran, or were caught in Janius and Lorag's claws. The wounds on the witches they left behind seemed terrible, but as long as the coven had skilled healers, they would be survivable.
After the gas failed to transform them back tot heir normal forms, the pack was able to make it into the hagravens' nest unimpeded. Since they entered from the walls, they were on the middle level of the tower. Meesei intended for them to stay on the middle level, but the hagravens were directly above them, and once they realized what was going one, they would certainly not stay there. They were a threat that needed to be dealt with if they were going to hold in the tower.
Meesei walked halfway up the staircase leading to the top level, then looked back down to the rest of the pack. "Hold this room; I'll deal with the hagravens." She ordered as she grabbed the vial around her neck and uncorked it. She immediately inhaled the fumes which escaped, creating a faint glow of energy inches above her scales. The effect was potent, but short lived, so she would need to be quick.
The hagravens obviously knew what was going on, as they were ready for Meesei the moment she stepped up the staircase into view. There were two of them, one of which immediately opened with a surprisingly powerful storm of lightning. Unfortunately for them, when the bolts of lightning interacted with the barrier hovering over Meesei's body, the bolts arced back throughout the room, including into the hagravens. They stopped short of damaging themselves, but were obviously not giving up on fighting the Argonian intruder. Meesei responded with a duel casted stream of frost, which met with one of the hagravens' wards. The magical prowess of these beings became obvious, as the hagraven was able to match the strength of Meesei's spell with its ward. It was unclear who would emerge victorious in the struggle, but the other hagraven did not give Meesei time to find out. Using telekinesis, the bird-creature picked up a metal brazier behind Meesei and launched it into her back, slamming her to the ground.
The hagraven dropped her ward and approached Meesei. She could not use her spells, but her sharpened claws were still deadly. Meesei rolled onto her back only to see the hagraven's claws heading straight for her throat. She managed to grab the hagraven's arm just before her claws found their mark, then tried to use her lycan strength to force them away. Unfortunately, the hagraven's knowledge of restoration allowed her to enhance her own strength to match, and even surpass that of Meesei. As her claws inched closer to Meesei's throat, she grew more desperate, and was forced to take a lethal option. She suddenly pulled the hagraven's arm down and to the side with a burst of strength, causing the hagraven to fall on top of her. She then held onto the abomination tightly and activated a flame cloak around herself, burning the hagraven alive. After only a few moments, she dissipated the flame cloak and released her grip on the hagraven, which rolled away and tried desperately to put out the flames.
Meesei practically jumped to her feet to deal with the other hagraven, which was screaming in a high-pitched, shrill voice at her. She could feel that the effects of the vapors were diminishing, but they were still there, and still visible. Meesei ran at the creature, hopping back at the last second to avoid a slash from her claws. Reacting quickly, she grabbed a hold of both of the hagraven's arms and used her own restoration spell. Most spells in restoration, or at least most well-known ones, were beneficial to the body, but some could be used offensively. Meesei drained the stamina from the hagraven's body and transferred it to her own, exhausting the hagraven while invigorating herself. She maintained the spell until the hagraven was too exhausted to remain conscious, then continued for a few more seconds after that just to be safe, being careful not to drain enough that it could be fatal.
Meesei let out a sigh of relief; the most dangerous part of their attack was over, even if it meant she had a sore back and a bloody nose from the impact. Looking at the charred remains of the other hagraven, she considered it unfortunate that she was unable to spare her life, but she had saved at least one of them. Heading back downstairs, she joined the others in defending the room. Hopefully, the witches would be too focused on besieging their tower to defend the one Ariel and Ahnasha were infiltrating.
With the deafening explosion and collapse of the storage tower, Meesei took it as enough of a signal that they should scale the wall and get to their defensive position. "Now! Get up the walls!" Ducking behind cover, she quickly removed her necklace and the vial around her neck and placed them on the ground. Before beginning her transformation, she quickly peeked out from behind the tree and launched two bright magelight spells at the wall to temporarily blind them. She then drank her magicka potion, then started the transformation. She ripped out of her clothing as her body grew and morphed, until she was in her wolf form. Meesei reached down and slid the necklace and vial around her arm, then took off in a sprint towards the ruined tower.
The rest of the pack followed suit behind Meesei, each in their wolf forms. They moved at a speed that the witches could not keep up with, even after recovering from the blinding effects of the magelight. Meesei leaped up almost half way up the wall in a single bound and used loose stones to climb up the ruined tower onto the wall for the rest of the way. Lorag was right beside her, and the others just behind them. Two witches had been running to intercept them, but had obviously underestimated how fast they would be able to climb it .The moment they saw the werewolves pulling themselves up onto the wall, they began charging their spells. One of them hit Lorag with a bolt of lightning, but at his size, he practically shrugged it off with only a few involuntary muscle spasms, burned fur and flesh not withstanding. Dashing the short distance between them, he backhanded the Breton clean off of the wall. At the same time, Meesei ducked under the ice spike the other witch, a Dunmer female this time, launched. She tackled the Dunmer to the ground, then slashed her twice with her claws, once across the stomach, and another across her chest. Eight gashes now covered her torso, causing her to bleed rather quickly. Under normal circumstances, she would simply finish her off, but upon Ariel's request, she was giving her a chance to live. It was entirely possible that she could die, same with the one Lorag threw off of the wall. However, if she focused herself on healing her own wounds, she had a good chance of surviving.
The pack's destination was the tower on the far side of the wall, but blocking their way were a group of skeletons, and a few witches behind them. In werewolf form, Meesei's pack had little defense against hostile spells, so she needed to take on that role. While the others moved ahead to hold off the skeletons, Meesei once again took on her Argonian form. As soon as the transformation was complete, she once again put the necklace and vial around her neck, then moved forward to catch up with the others. She could easily use the necklace to eliminate the skeletons, then advance with a ward up to protect her pack. Once they were close enough, they would hopefully be able to wound and disable the witches fairly easily.
Ahnasha ran from the tower just behind Ariel, completely invisible under the effects of her illusion magic. With all the chaos from the fighting outside, it was actually fairly easy to get away from the structure without being noticed. Still, because they had to leave in a rush, she still became separated from Ariel. As she raised her nose to the air to search for her scent, the tower behind her detonated and collapsed. It was fantastically loud, and sewed an abundance of discord among the witches of the coven. Were she not in a rush, she would have loved to stop and watch the tower collapse. After a few moments, Ahnasha located Ariel in the shadows. She dispelled her invisibility as she neared, then silently nodded to her as they moved on to the production tower. Just as they hoped, the delay in the blast had given them enough time to get close to the production tower, which was fortunate, as the witches were scrambling everywhere to figure out what was going on. As the pair were leaned up against the wall outside the tower, Ahnasha tapped Ariel on the shoulder and spoke in an almost inaudible voice.
"The witch we're looking for, she's in the tower, isn't she? You have a poison of paralysis, right? Give me your dagger, and let me deliver it. Beyond that, she knows you, right? If you think you can distract her safely, that would make my job easier." She recommended.
The rest of the pack followed suit behind Meesei, each in their wolf forms. They moved at a speed that the witches could not keep up with, even after recovering from the blinding effects of the magelight. Meesei leaped up almost half way up the wall in a single bound and used loose stones to climb up the ruined tower onto the wall for the rest of the way. Lorag was right beside her, and the others just behind them. Two witches had been running to intercept them, but had obviously underestimated how fast they would be able to climb it .The moment they saw the werewolves pulling themselves up onto the wall, they began charging their spells. One of them hit Lorag with a bolt of lightning, but at his size, he practically shrugged it off with only a few involuntary muscle spasms, burned fur and flesh not withstanding. Dashing the short distance between them, he backhanded the Breton clean off of the wall. At the same time, Meesei ducked under the ice spike the other witch, a Dunmer female this time, launched. She tackled the Dunmer to the ground, then slashed her twice with her claws, once across the stomach, and another across her chest. Eight gashes now covered her torso, causing her to bleed rather quickly. Under normal circumstances, she would simply finish her off, but upon Ariel's request, she was giving her a chance to live. It was entirely possible that she could die, same with the one Lorag threw off of the wall. However, if she focused herself on healing her own wounds, she had a good chance of surviving.
The pack's destination was the tower on the far side of the wall, but blocking their way were a group of skeletons, and a few witches behind them. In werewolf form, Meesei's pack had little defense against hostile spells, so she needed to take on that role. While the others moved ahead to hold off the skeletons, Meesei once again took on her Argonian form. As soon as the transformation was complete, she once again put the necklace and vial around her neck, then moved forward to catch up with the others. She could easily use the necklace to eliminate the skeletons, then advance with a ward up to protect her pack. Once they were close enough, they would hopefully be able to wound and disable the witches fairly easily.
Ahnasha ran from the tower just behind Ariel, completely invisible under the effects of her illusion magic. With all the chaos from the fighting outside, it was actually fairly easy to get away from the structure without being noticed. Still, because they had to leave in a rush, she still became separated from Ariel. As she raised her nose to the air to search for her scent, the tower behind her detonated and collapsed. It was fantastically loud, and sewed an abundance of discord among the witches of the coven. Were she not in a rush, she would have loved to stop and watch the tower collapse. After a few moments, Ahnasha located Ariel in the shadows. She dispelled her invisibility as she neared, then silently nodded to her as they moved on to the production tower. Just as they hoped, the delay in the blast had given them enough time to get close to the production tower, which was fortunate, as the witches were scrambling everywhere to figure out what was going on. As the pair were leaned up against the wall outside the tower, Ahnasha tapped Ariel on the shoulder and spoke in an almost inaudible voice.
"The witch we're looking for, she's in the tower, isn't she? You have a poison of paralysis, right? Give me your dagger, and let me deliver it. Beyond that, she knows you, right? If you think you can distract her safely, that would make my job easier." She recommended.
As expected, the line of sentinels fell to them easily enough, attracting a real threat from within the keep's walls They were able to use trees for cover, but that would only take them so far. Meesei dashed from tree to tree to bring herself closer to the walls, using her wards to protect herself in between cover. Her goal was both to draw their attention away from her pack, and to get close enough to use her necklace on the skeleton archers. There were a few skeletons closer to the walls attempting to stop her advance, but she used her necklace to deal with them quickly.
Meesei raised her ward as she began her final dash to close in on the wall. She was met with a wave of frost, but her ward held strong. At the same time, she retaliated with an explosive fireball which detonated on the wall just a few feet away from one of the witches. Her ward easily blocked the effects of the fireball as well, but fortunately, the explosive radius of the fireball was larger than they were expecting, and another nearby witch ended up with her robe igniting. She was not actually harmed, but she was distracted while she attempted to put out the blaze. Once behind the new tree, she grabbed a hold of her necklace and leaned out from behind cover to deal with the archers on the wall, using her wards to defend herself when needed.
Through this advance, Meesei had drawn much of the spellfire to herself, but she would not be able to maintain her wards forever. Even as the archers fell one by one, the mages presented a threat that was not so easily eliminated. Even if they wanted to kill them, their position was too strong of the pack to gain any real advantage. They would need to transform and scale the walls soon enough, but Meesei intended for them to hold outside for as long as they could to give Ahnasha and Ariel as much time as possible.
Inside, Ahnasha silently nodded as she took the fire salt mixtures and headed to the opposite side of the room. She placed them in spots that were not immediately visible to someone just passing through the room, though ideally, no one would enter the tower until the flasks had detonated. Since they were spreading them out across the base of the tower, the entire structure would come crumbling down once they detonated. Most, if not all of the gas stored there would be destroyed. With the final tower, there would be no issue with using fire runes and the unstable nature of the production facilities themselves to collapse it. They had just enough fire salt flasks that they could spare one to serve as the catalyst for that detonation. She placed each flask without yet lighting the fuse, instead waiting to make sure both of them were ready before igniting them. The fuses were long, but they would need to move quickly in order to get to the next tower before they detonated. It was entirely possible that the flasks would detonate before they could make it to their final target, but as long as they were most of the way there, then the delayed detonation would have served its purpose.
Meesei raised her ward as she began her final dash to close in on the wall. She was met with a wave of frost, but her ward held strong. At the same time, she retaliated with an explosive fireball which detonated on the wall just a few feet away from one of the witches. Her ward easily blocked the effects of the fireball as well, but fortunately, the explosive radius of the fireball was larger than they were expecting, and another nearby witch ended up with her robe igniting. She was not actually harmed, but she was distracted while she attempted to put out the blaze. Once behind the new tree, she grabbed a hold of her necklace and leaned out from behind cover to deal with the archers on the wall, using her wards to defend herself when needed.
Through this advance, Meesei had drawn much of the spellfire to herself, but she would not be able to maintain her wards forever. Even as the archers fell one by one, the mages presented a threat that was not so easily eliminated. Even if they wanted to kill them, their position was too strong of the pack to gain any real advantage. They would need to transform and scale the walls soon enough, but Meesei intended for them to hold outside for as long as they could to give Ahnasha and Ariel as much time as possible.
Inside, Ahnasha silently nodded as she took the fire salt mixtures and headed to the opposite side of the room. She placed them in spots that were not immediately visible to someone just passing through the room, though ideally, no one would enter the tower until the flasks had detonated. Since they were spreading them out across the base of the tower, the entire structure would come crumbling down once they detonated. Most, if not all of the gas stored there would be destroyed. With the final tower, there would be no issue with using fire runes and the unstable nature of the production facilities themselves to collapse it. They had just enough fire salt flasks that they could spare one to serve as the catalyst for that detonation. She placed each flask without yet lighting the fuse, instead waiting to make sure both of them were ready before igniting them. The fuses were long, but they would need to move quickly in order to get to the next tower before they detonated. It was entirely possible that the flasks would detonate before they could make it to their final target, but as long as they were most of the way there, then the delayed detonation would have served its purpose.
Sometimes, magic has unintended consequences.
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