Seeing the bridge gave hope to Arathorn. He figured by then the loss of their company would ease. And, however slow it took, it was. "At last!" Arathorn shouted, slighty quickening his pace to the bridge. As Arathorn paced slightly ahead of the others, he had no idea what was in store for him. When Arathorn reached the Dunlendings cairn, he had only seconds before he a Dunlending followed by two massive dogs. By the time Arathorn pulled out his sword, Eldin was on the ground, covered by two gigantic dogs.
Running to Eldin's side with his sword in his hand, Arathorn was inches from one of the dogs attacking, when Arathorn himself was pinned down on his back by a dog. Arathorn tried holding the dog back, but as his sword had flown five feet away, it became complicated. Finally breaking through Arathorn's grip, the dog raised it's paw. Arathorn could see it's sharp nails, each a small dagger. As the paw came closer and closer to Arathorn's face, Arathorn heard a small sound in the distance. Before the dog could even touch Arathorn, an arrow had plunged itself in the canine. It fell on the ground, not moving. Getting up to his feet, Arathorn could see Elrohir give him a small salute as he cocked his bow with another arrow. Recovering his sword, Arathorn ran back into the battle, where his sword would taste flesh.
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