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Eorlund looked around. "Thelen was right here." He waved at the air, trying to touch his comrade. Though his hand passed through nothing. "I must have gotten turned around because of this illusion."

He walked around, waving his arms in vein trying to touch people that were not there. He sighed and saw that this was pointless. There was nothing else around him but skeletons. He knelt down. "This is not a superficial illusion like the one we were previously in. If so I should've ran into others by now."

He reached for a skull, expecting for his hand to pass right through it...but it didn't. He touched the skull and in shock picked it up. "What? I can the bone in between my fingers...this is definitely not like before."

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"What are you looking around for, knight?" Taliesin asked. "Nothing here by me and you."

When Tyrennis turned around, Taliesin grunted with irritation and said. "Disrespectful fool. Maybe I'll just kill you and do Tamriel a favor."

He waved his hands and from the ground in front of Tyrennis a darkmatter spike thurst out and headed right for the Knight's lower torso.

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"Laugh and play all you want Nord. Your friends are beyond your help now." The Dreamweaver's voice echoed in the mist.

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The Companions heard the sound of music through the fog.

"Must be the bard." One of them muttered. He was together with two other Nords. "We can regroup by following the sound, even if we can't see in here."

The trio began walking towards the sound of the music when they spotted something in the fog.

"Friend or foe?" One of the three asked, but all of them drew their weapons.

They saw a faint red glow in the shape of a person before a burst of wind lauched two of them back into the mist.

"What this is Lady Y..." The third felt the air leaving his lungs and he reached for his throat, unable to breath. He fell to his knees and was knocked unconscious.