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Kyrnil looked over his shoulder after the bard's comment.

The dark mass above Markarth hung there above the city, seemingly stationary. However, upon closer inspection it was moving towards the Allied camp.

"What in Shor's name is that?!" One of the Companions yelled out.

Kyrnil was as clueless as him.

At the siege equipment construction site, Nazah and his men were under attack.

Just like in the northern perimeter, their attackers were a small group of Bretons soldiers.

"What's going on, why are they attacking us?" One of the Redguards asked.

"I don't know, but keep them off the equipment. We can't lose days of work tonight." Nazah ordered.

Most of the allied army had gone to the north, following the warhorns being blown by the Colovians, so Nazah's force wasn't as large and couldn't easily contain the attackers. The fight was more even, as the enemies had hit them completely by surprise.

It wasn't until Lord Max suddenly appeared with some knights that the Allies were able to push the attackers back from the construction site.

"Lord Max, what's going on? Those were some of your men." Nazah asked him when he had a moment of rest from the fighting.

"Indeed, they were." Max stated. "Not anymore it seems."