Bali ducked under the swing of an orc scimatar, a ran him through on the point of his axe. Turning swiftly, he slew two more and killed a third with a swift hatchet throw.
Eruantalon had his back to the wagon, swinging left and right with his large mithril axe, slaying wherever he struck. Yanithe killed many. Belegond came back down from where he had been firing arrows.
"I will owe you two now, good ranger." Belegond smiled. "Aye, so you will."
They heard cries and the clashing of metal from the hilltop. The dwarves had been attacked. "To the hilltop!" The warriors rushed up the path to aid their friends at the dell of Weathertop.
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