The one she'd shot in the arm, probably the master of the group considering he was taking charge, ordered the others to go deal with her, before turning back and continuing the ritual on their own. Of course, due to the fact that they were using a lot more power than normal, they were likely trying to bring something fully back to life and control it, which was even more forbidden than normal necromancy. One of the others kept firing spells at her, while the other two made their way up to where she was. Of course, they stopped when there was a scream of pain from the one continuing the ritual, and they looked to see that his hood fell down, showing the face of a High Elf, though there was a bound dagger sunk up to the hilt in his forehead, and the one they summoned was standing there, arm extended after throwing it, before it faded, and the figure turned to look at the others. The one they summoned was wearing Imperial Dragon Armor, meaning they could only be an Emperor or a Champion of Cyrodiil(there's been a few of them. XD). Due to the figure it was obviously male, though in the dim light it was hard to see his face past the little bit of opening in the helmet. A quick telekinesis spell pulled the staff that the master necromancer had been holding to his hands before he broke it, releasing the last of its magic in a quick flare of mana.