Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-17114085-20151005194811/@comment-17114085-20151009115418

"Well fuck." Kyrnil muttered.

"Don't worry." Oritius said. "We can handle this. Shields up."

The Knights of the Nine raised up their shields to protect from any spells.

"I don't think that will help." said an Imperial that had flames conjured in his hands.

"I take it you are the leader of this cult currently?" Oritius asked.

"That would be correct. Now die." He said and the flames on his hands spread over his arms and then the rest of his body. They didn't seem to bother him in the slightest. The Mythic Dawn seemed to be getting ready to attack, to rain fire down on the group.

"A son of Mehrunes." One of the Knights of the Nine pointed out.

"Yes. You know what we must do, brace for a disaster." Oritius ordered.

The initial confusion of the Knights knowing his abilities wore off and the son of Dagon and the Mythic Dawn shot their flame spells at the group.

Oritius and the others formed up around Ysabel and Kyrnil in a shield wall, taking all the damaged. Surprisingly they only suffered minor burns.

"How did...?" Kyrnil was going to ask.

"We are the Knights of the Nine, our duty is to kill enemy Half-Gods. We are prepared." Sir Oritius replied. "We suspected that we were going to face a son of Dagon, so we brought enchanted shields."

Kyrnil still didn't know how they were aware of the abilities of the Daedric Half-God. He placed Ysabel on the ground. "I am going to have to fight, we are outnumbered." He drew Wuuthrad from is back.