Aduchil looked around. Azruk had left, as well as Elenna and Glorfindel. But now the few remaining uruks were either dead or had fled. He realised how many had died. Celeb as one of the first. Hogarth had also died, and what about the little hobbit? Was she dead also? He felt sick at the thought of so many he knew were gone. But at least Rivendell was safe now, and Lord Elrond was no more in the hands of the enemy.
"Lindir! Where were you?"
"She's dead, Aduchil."
"Who? Aman?"
"She and the other witch."
How many more was going to die?
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