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Eripmavi: "Argh, this is enough. Bob, damn you! Men, gather!" The remaining Bandits gather around her, "Everyone... Wait, the Riekling!" She sees Kwalbek injured in the trees, she picks him up and yells, "Alright, everyone! Charge the last of your power! We were played, there is no question in that. So lend me your power!" She glows and darkness itself gathers around her, blood fountains surround her. Walls of a strange aura, nor good nor bad surround the Bandits, Eripmavi and Kwalbek. The remainder of the energy that was coming from Nait is absorbed and the group vanish.

They were not seen for a long time though rumours of a gang in an unknown location emerge, one rumour of a Vampire Lord who can shape life and death itself. The other of a Riekling Hunter who pierces time and space to consume the physical manifestations of Aedra and Daedra.

Back in New Morthal:

Bob: "I shall end this now! They escaped but I will kill the rest!"

Darkness and a void emerge, Herma Mora comes out. "You, you no longer represent Knowledge. You represent madness, if your soul ends up in Oblivion, go to the Shivering Isles. You are not a man of Apocrypha. Mortals can not learn the things you have learnt without consequence, that time has come."

Bob: "You can't do this! NO! NOOOO!" He is consumed by Herma Mora, the effects of his magic disappear.

New Morthal is now free from the clutches of evil, what comes after is in the hands of good.