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Jack quickly supported Alana before she could fall against the ground, quickly going to heal her injuries with the remaining magicka he had.

He sighed at the Priest, grabbing his mask and stuffing it in his coat before heading to the infirmary with Alana.

''Of course.. again, I was useless in this fight..''

"Arno! Arno!" He yelled over the battlefield. An assassin quickly came to him, jumping over the corpses of the cultists. "Bring her to the healers, while I settle some things here."

"Yes sir! It'll be done!" He said, taking over Alana and continueing to carry her to the healers.

Amidst the battle, a darkly clad assassin rose up from the corpses, his dual daggers coated with Blood. It was Antoine, and he had his eyes on Jack. He had lowered his head, and started walking towards Jack. Jack also walked towards him, ready to apologize for his actions against him during their earlier conversation.

"Jack. We need to talk." He said, stepping on the corpse of a cultist. "Follow me." He said, before turning around and heading towards the camp of the Ghost-Wolves.

"Antoine.." He sighed, before tailing Antoine. He would try and convince him to join them and support the alliance.

"Just. Just follow me, Jack. It won't take long."

"Alright then, but ..-" he rolled his eyes, before following Antoine further. The two stopped at a place overlooking the battlefield and both fallen Masked-Eyes and now also the Ghost-Wolves.