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"Alright." Lucina said with a nod, pulling her sword free of its scabbard but quickly became distracted by Vashjiir. Who was currently crouching down on the ground, after missing his drop attack.

What is he doing? She wondered momentarily, watching as the khajiit sheathed his sword and slowly pulled his face mask down.

A loud, powerful growl erupted from Vashjiir as he unsheathed his claws and lunged at the nearest elf. The catman's attacks seemed nonsensical, like a wild beast and resembled the tales of old, where the primitive, predatory khajiit had relentlessly killed and harassed the elves of Tamriel.