Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-24530992-20140713201717/@comment-24942837-20140714161305

A few Dremora tried attacking them, but with blinding speed and his weapons like knives to melted butter, they dissipated, but slower than the first Dremora. Samuel knew he was using an extensive amount of energy, but the only thought he had was, ''Order. Dremora are madness. I will restore the order. Order.'' He knew it was his father saying those words, but again, he didn't care. He saw multiple wound on him already for there were more of the Atronachs than expected. He summoned his own Dremora Lords to fight, and they did, surpisingly. Probably from the Sorcerer's increased concentration. He used a Storm Cloak around himself, and Ebonyflesh. He said through his mist of concentration, "Listen to what she's thinking, Vaniel!"