[Amanaduial the archer]

In a second, Kane covered the ground between himself and the laughing elf, pushing aside Maeralagos and catching the elf a blow hard on the side of his face. He caught him off guard and the elf fell to the ground.

"What kind of fighters are we?" He yelled at the elf, standing above the cowering elf. "What kind of fighters are we? You insult me, insult my people, insult my companions...my dead companions...because...because I wouldnt kill an unarned man?" His voice was fading down as he realised. Yes, they were dead. They had to be. The bodies lying around about told him that. He glanced at Jerika and saw she was biting her lip. She knew as well as he did that both her brother and Kanes could be among them. Kane looked back to the elf on the ground in front of him, his nose bleeding slightly from where Kanes blow had hit it. He saw Telpeheled was injured as well as bleeding from his nose.

"You are injured." He stated dully, looking at the elfs wound. He dropped to his knees, not noticing Maeragalos behind him putting down the sword he had just drawn when he thought his friend was threatened, his head drooping. "As am I." Here he looked back to the elf again, who didnt move, but in his eyes Kane could still see fear. He leant forward towards him and saw all the elves on their guard at once, reaching for weapons. Kane didnt stop, just kept forward...and tocuhed the gash on the elfs arm. Dirt had seeped into it, and there were stones and all sorts there. The elves were still holding their breath and Kane moved back again with a sigh.

"Its impossible. Anything I may do, anything she does, towards anything you do...its seen through different eyes, enterpreted with different minds, eyes and minds that change our actions and words into terrible things, so different from anything we may do, or say... You spoke of honour, and I shot the arrow away from your friend. Yet then I am critisised."

He stopped and looked back at the elf in front of him and, like the elf had, he laughed. Not as inrestrainedly as the other had, just a little chuckle as he pushed his dark hair from his face. His eyes went from the elfs face, to his arm, then back again. "Its impossible."

"What is? My arm?" The elf smiled slightly and, to the surprise of all, especially Kane himself, unhappily, slightly...Kane smiled back.