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(@Nelthro: Why?)

The Dremora Lord twisted his weapon inside the pile of useless armor on the ground for no apparent reason. There were only 20 more seconds before the daedra disappeared.

Gwen approached one of the piles of armor and examined it. "What are these?" She wondered aloud. "They weren't ghosts or my holy magic would've been much more effective against them."

"Animated sets of armors." Rigvar replied. He had encountered these types of enemies before during his many adventures. "They are magical constructs created by powerful mystics with the use of soul stones. They are much like the dwarven animunculi."