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[conjuredskies]

This evening's taken an interesting turn.

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[sixthanimorph]

[The conjurer doesn't need to tell him twice. David heard the Daedra's outraged screech, shrill and unnerving. If he was human, that cry alone might have been alone to root him to the ground. Fortunately for him and Felix both, though, David's not human right now, and he draws strength from the snow bear's placid confidence. The snow bear doesn't fear this strange-smelling creature. And that's good, because he sure does.]

< Hang on! >

[Slow at first, David quickly breaks into a run. He doesn't even bother trying to fend off the few zombies still left, opting instead to simply plow through them. A couple hundred pounds of undead flesh? Not even a match for fifteen hundred pounds of snow bear. He feels an sort of scraping sensation at one paw for a few seconds that may or may not have been one of them trying to bite him.]

[And from the corner of one eye, he sees the Daedra moving to cut them off intercepted by Felix's atronach. He almost wants to slow down, to see if the frozen golem can destroy that nightmare, but to do that would be suicide. Instead he keeps running, kicking up snow behind them as he hauls snow bear butt out of there.]