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The catapults had begun to fire on Tear. Joran was going to ride silt striders to the palace, while Arekoa would take the main bulk of the troops through the gates. Currently, they had 3 agents on the inside, working to free and arm the slaves inside.

The silt striders were moving towards the palace, and Arekoa was beginning to hear the screams of the Slave Masters as the Slaves revolted. "Yes!" She shouted, and began to lead her army towards the walls.

Then the archers appeared. The loosed volley after volley, killing many Dunmer. The Slaves they had rescued at the ports were fighting, too.

A commander next to Arekoa went down, an arrow through his brain. "Volley!" She shouted, and her own troops began to fire back. She thoughts she saw one of the archers on the wall fall down, but he wasn't pierced by an arrow. A Khajiit had stabbed him with her claws!

The archers on the walls were swiftly being killed by ex-slaves. She sent a signal, and one of the 3 Dunmer who had rescued the slaves. saw it. He disappeared from view, but soon the gate opened, and House Indoril charged in, shouting battle cries and cheering.