“I’ve got these guys,” Selene told Blanche, sensing a drastic change in her scent. “You take care of her. Mul qah diiv!” She was instantly covered in orange and blue light that took the form of dragon scale armor around her body, and she drew another arrow and waited for the next group to come out of the dorm.
Five of them filed out, and Selene shot the first one as she tried to ignore the urgent, low tone of Blanche’s voice behind her as she poured out a flurry of words. But the scent of the dark-haired woman she spoke to was off, and she wrinkled her brow. “Hey, is she a—what on Nirn is she doing with the Dawnguard?”
Shh, Whisper... 