The Voice Of God
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
Wazsst-Pesst
"That's not good." He says, holding his glaive forward ready to stab the dremora as it moves forward
Venasu Telvanni
*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."