[Amanaduial the archer]

Amanaduial quivered with rage at the way Azruk treated Elenna. She barely stopped herself from loosing an arrow at him straight away. No, there are better ways to hurt..just a mild irritation for now, that should do....
Remembering what Elenna had said about playing fair, she stopped herself just in time, regretfully. No magick, not yet...
She started suddenly as a picture came into her mind, a sharp vision.
A hobbit
Traipsing through the wood
oh god, an orc party moving towards her!
"Not the curse, not now, cant let anyone sort out their problems on their own..."Elenna looked up at the sorceress as she heard her mutter. Amanaduial smiled distractedly.
I cant leave now, cant leave Elenna alone, she thought. Well, Im gonna have to use magic anyway. Sorry Elenna.
Rubbing her palm together slightly she visualised the hobbit once again. Held her in her mind-
ziiiiiiip! An arrow struck Amanaduial in the shoulder, breaking her concentration. The pain seared up and down her arm and she yelped in pain. The pain caused her temper to flare up. Before she could stop herself both arms were raised and she spoke aloud the words of a spell.
"Vara tel' Seldarine!"
The oncoming wave of the orcs arrows stopped in midair and cracked as they bit the protection shield. Amanaduial could only keep it up briefly though, the pain jolting her.
Azruk wheeled around to look at the elf in the ranks of archers. Her eyes were black and she raised her bleeding arms, speaking words he could not hear. He had no time for suspicion to scare his army. She stopped clutched her arm before looking up slowly. She turned to face him almost directly, her eyes shining silver...
and smiled. As his horse reared up he started to forge his way towards this defiant creature...