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Eorlund didn't like the comparison, but he didn't voice his displeasure. He merely frowned bitterly. ("Behind their lines", do you mean inside the city or outside?)

Anara grunted. The son of Stendarr, we should've had Methas go after him instead of that old knight. Having previously been an assassin for the Triumvirate of Resdayn she was aware of the powers of a number of different Half-Gods. She knew that she could no longer interact with the outside world as long as Tyrennis' power was active. My other crystals won't work, but the ones I still have on me should work fine...after I regain movement.

She was stuck in place while Tyrennis' power did its thing.

Both Bolyn and Kyrnil were getting worn out, as their powers drained each other. The Nord more so, since the poisoned aura drained stamina while his sparks mostly drained magicka.

I'll lose a prolongued fight, but at this range I don't have time to cast any of my more powerful magicks or call upon Kyne's Wrath. Kyrnil thought. ''My powers aren't that suited for close range combat, meanwhile his is. Plus the Dunmer knows how I fight, since we're dueled before.''

Bolyn's attacks were quick as a snake, he mainly blocked and bashed with his shield while he waited for an opening to strike with Goldbrand. This was much different than his previous fighting style. It changed a lot due to him having to learn to fight all over again without his right hand.

Kyrnil stayed mostly on the defensive, charging his warhammer with runes and adept level lightning spells in order to do damage even if Bolyn blocked or parried his attacks. He could tell it was taking effect but this duel of attrition wasn't going in his favor.