[Carnëiach]

The eight or nine archers facing the trio were very unusual, especially the captain. Once again the nagging sensation in the back of her mind was questioning this.
How has Calixto naturally got hold of orcs, and managed to put them under the command of an elf?
Elanor didnt have time for the voice though, as the orcs and humans threw down their bows and threw themselves at Ransom as one body. The elf stood back, bow still in hand, and slowly began to creep away. The elf was not wearing any armour except the half head helmet...with the precision of one practised in small weapons she flung a throwing knife, making sure it caught the back of the elfs leg, deep enough to stop the elf in its tracks. Elanor could still not see whether this unusual enemy was male or female because of the helmet, and she ran towards her victim. Elwyn was attacking the orcs and humans who had leapt on Ransom, only one or two of whom had not been dealt with or run away.
Reaching the elf, the witch hit the figure on the side of the helmet, knocking her/him sideways onto the floor. Moving swiftly, despite lacking her enhanced skills and pressed a dagger across its throat. With her free hand she removed the helmet and saw the elf underneath was, to Elanors surprise, a woman, her face twisted in pain and rage. Her dark hair flooded out of the helmet and her face was pale with pain. After a moments shock, Elanor reached down and without taking her eyes from the woman, she pulled the dagger from the womans leg, as softly as she could in the circumstances.
"Get off me human. I can kill you in an instant." The womans voice would have been menacing was she not gasping, and choking against the dagger.
"Not pinned like this you cant. Now, for your life I have a small favour to ask- I mean, that you will grant. And a few questions." Elanor kept up her hard front, although she was quailing from this ruthlessness now the adrenaline was wearing away.
Behind her Ransom approached, on hand on Elwyns arm. They had seen of the rest of their enemies and Elwyn at least was bleeding in a dozen places, but her anger flared once again as she saw one of her own kind was in charge of thec creatures they had killed.
"Why you...How dare you, an elf, command such vile troops? How can you even declare yourself an elf? An orc you are, an orc!" She spat comptemtiously.
"Vile as she may be, she will get these accursed bands off my wrists."
"And then she shall have our questions to answer." Growled Ransom. The elf woman tried to hide her flinch as she caught sight of the tall, fiersome spiked creature that was Ransom as he hauled her to her feet, hands firmly behind her.