It was settled then. Azruk would finally get his hands on Elenna, and that too in front of all the orcs and elves. Azruk slammed the lid of the jar and threw it towards Thrak. A low groan emitted from inside and the elves present winced. Elenna stood impassively. She had waited for this moment since the day Azruk had killed her sister and burned his name on her arm. She had lived that day every second of her life since then, but no more.
"Keep the elf lord hidden until I deal with Elenna, I will then decide what we will do.
As of you two elven trash, depart now if you value your worthless hides."
Aduchil and Lindir took a step forward, but the massive uruk Kurhg barred their way. They stepped back sullenly and Lindir called out,"We will see that this ends soon, milady Elenna, we will be with you all the way."
And they stepped out of the room.
An hour later the stage was set outside in the woods. Elves and Uruks stood in a ring on opposite sides as Azruk and Elenna squared off. It was a clear mismatch as the Uruk Warlord towered over the Elf Commander in more ways than one. She looked like a child in front of his mass. But her eyes gave away her intent as the desire to kill this nemesis burned in them.
Azruk cracked his knuckels and grinned, a yellow toothed grin, but Elenna didn't take her eyes off him, she was ready for his every move. The only weapons decided upon were swords and Elenna stood proud with her blade, Lalaith, named after her dear sister.
Azruk held aloft his enormous cleaver sword, one which had slain elves far too numerous for a count. The tension in the air could be cut with a knife as the opposing forces on either side showed great resolve in holding back from tearing into each other.
The fight began, there were no rules, just kill your opponent. The two warriors clashed. Elenna surprised many with the enormous strength she possessed as she thwarted the Uruks powerful, bone jarring thrusts and sword strokes. Azruk enjoyed himself, he lived for battle. He dicided to toy with the flustered elf maiden. His mistake. As he let his guard down, Elenna deftly drew first blood with a swift slash across his chest. Azruk's eyes glowered and with a backhand swipe he knocked the elf maid down to the ground.
As Elenna lay, blood trickling out of he mouth, Azruk raised his arms and danced around. The Elven warriors urged her to rise up and fight. With a loud yell, she leapt to her feet and renewed her attack. Azruk welcomed it.
OOC - Elenna, carry on part of the battle but don't end it cause I have it all laid out. Nobody else interfere with this fight because you're just watching this, if you do you will be killed.
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