Theodore
The dremora charges in, axe-head screeching on the stone as it drags. A door on the left side of the hallway opens, and the suddenly the dremora turns, and charges at Venasu
Bernice
"That's not good." He says, holding his glaive forward ready to stab the dremora as it moves forward
John
*A tentacle would come from Venasu's arm, grabbing the Dremoras leg and pulling it to the ground, inky blackness slowly going up its body, functionally melting its body, slowly.*

"A shame. I'll hold off on the Conjuration for now."