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"Fighting three children of Boethiah was not smart." Bolyn said. "But I definetly underestimated you. You aren't like the children of Azura that I know. Your portals are extremely annoying." He moved his hand to his shoulder, where his armor's shoulderplate had broken off from the fight.

Idros nodded, barely able to stay off the ground.

Hlodala left, leaving her brothers there with the Nord and the Altmer. She trusted them enough to take care of themselves, and the army was a little over mile away.

The Altmer stood up. "Ah, come on. Fight. I was having so much fun."

"Shut up." Bolyn order.

"What are you going to do? You are too weak to enforce your will on me now." He tried moving his hands but they were bound in chains. "Which one of your three spawn of Boethiah had the keys again?" He asked.

"Look up your ass." Idros replied. He was not interested in child of Molag Bal's games.