Shrieking and howling, the remaining bat things flitted back up, reforming themselves into a fresh wing in readiness for another swooping attack. Somehow, Aravi had kept her feet, had even killed one of the things, but it was clear the khajiit wouldn't last, while a flame atronach had sprung from thin air, probably a conjuration from Darnand and one Salyan was grateful for. Vera was struggling with her helmet and Salyan thought she could see red on the hunter's hands, but it was impossible to tell for sure.
Salyan saw the creatures rallying to swoop again, and sent a frenzy spell hissing and snarling towards one of them. It hit, and the wing lost cohesion for a few moment as the beasts turned on the member of their pack that had suddenly attacked them. It would buy them a few moments, and Salyan fumbled at her belt, downing a magicka restoration potion in preparation for more spellcasting. She kept her eye upwards as she moved towards Vera, to see if she could help or at least keep her out of harm's way; if Darnand needed time to take the poison from Aravi's wound, then it would be only her and the mage's atronach watching the enemy.
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