"We will not leave you, I will remain here, but if the situation grows desperate, I want to be sure that you wil react appropriately." AEanna picked off the last militiamen in range, and glanced around.
"They are falling back. Is everyone ok?" As she spoke, she realised there was a problem. Though she was no longer using magic, shecould not feel her magicka reserves replenishing naturally. She panicked for a moment, wondering ifher death meant that she could no longer restore her magicka. Then she reassured herself that that was foolish, the vampires had been capable of magic. She glanced up at the glaring sun. That had to be the answer. Taking a potion of magicka from her satchel, she drank it, and was relieved when it immediately restored her power.