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"That's right, now whose running in fear!"

She stands tall despite her wounds, breathing hurts but it is a pain she endures and uses...

"I may be broken and bleeding, but I will be 9 times damned if I ever fall on bended knee because of you arrogant, jumped up lousy Thalmor swine!"

A moment later, the familiar sound of mace on bone echoed throughout the fort, followed by a pained but victorious roar.

She had won, and all that was left was to find a way out and get home...