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VENTURES INTO THE REMOTE (RP)

''What in Eru's name is going on. Damn... damn them all. Damn them all to the depths of Utumno.'' He saw his fellow Gondorians in pain and anguish, and even though before he showed no compassion towards them, he was willing to do everything to save them. He had seen enough Gondorians die to the hands of beings much stronger than them. He was not willing to let this happen again.

He stood straight and faced in the direction of the two men. ''Will any of ye, follow me, straight into Utumno.. to save the lives of the commander and the soldier. Will ye? Or will ye not? We dont have much time on our hands as you can see.'' He said loudly.
 
“What do you mean... him...? He’s here!!!? Where, where did you see him?” Cardiloc questioned him thoroughly, now he was the one shaking Endo. This was bad... this was really really bad, what had he done? If only, if only he had gotten Ha’zi out of there Beren wouldn’t be able to follow them. But if he had followed them... he would be looking for Cardiloc and... Laurel.
 
"Mhmhm, fine!" Thoruk would grumble, giving his father a hand signal to follow him.

"Stay quiet father, I'll explain later. For now we need to get away and I have to help an 'ol friend of mine, ye might wanna step a bit back if I have to transform, aye? I'll give ye a signal!" he'd shout before turning his head towards the direction where dimitri was beeing hunted by this beast.

He'd look at the ground and concentrate. "They can't be far away" he'd mumble,trying to spot their location and in addition, scan the surrounding area for any underground caves or magma-bubbles he could use to his advantage.


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Tamara finally reaching Keratos' hand would let out a sigh of relief before beeing pulled up onto his horse.

She felt save as they rode of but... she' turn her head around, looking backwards, seeing as warrior after warrior was pushed away by this man with the red hair. He was moving towards her protector and pulled him up into the air. "H-h-he will kill him" she'd mumble in panic.

"N-no Keratos!" she'd shout pulling his right arm back. "Y-you need to turn around. This guy there saved me! We can't let him die!" she'd shout, almost falling off the horse.

"Please!" she'd add in desperation, knewing that she couldn't save him alone...
 
"Don't even think about going back there, Ha'zi!" Daugo yelled at the top of his lungs, as air rushed all around him. He added the next part via his mind, too tired to keep screaming. 'Nothing can be done about it, we'll just add to the list of casualties.'

The sense of frustration at not being able to do anything mingled with a new sense of hollow despair as yet another squadron of Gondor fell victim to events that they had set in motion. Gone were the days when they could just team up and defeat their foe without great harm befalling any of them.

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The clouds parted as a false sun glowered down on the Nine, and they screeched in annoyance, though it didn't hurt them. "The Ring is not our Master. Sauron is. Yet, as long as thou art acting in his stead, we shall do thy bidding, Mirecyla, Queen of Fear." The Witch-king took the reins of his fellbeast and led it to the mountains, as did the others. Soon, they vanished amid the vapors and distance.

Time crawled atop her jagged pinnacle, and still the Nazgûl did not return. Every so often, she heard the phantom of a screech echo across the valley, but nothing happened for a good while. It was already night when she heard the flapping of several great wings. As they flew overhead, suddenly, a massive shape was plopped onto the floor before her. Its eight gangly legs were flailing wildly in the air, desperately trying to set its engorged body aright. It hissed and spat and shot webs from time to time, but she was incapacitated: the Great Shelob was hers.
 
He would plop these three onto his back, then continue trying to grab consenting soldiers. Soon, though, he realized this was a mess: not only were people generally freaked out by him in the first place, but they were more intent on fleeing than staying and risking getting attacked by Beren or one of his monsters while waiting for their giant bestial Uber to hurry up. Thus, he let most of the men flee at this point- no real need to grab them if they were disobeying his commands and fearful of him anyway. Besides, most of the threats were distracted at the moment... except Beren. Shit.

Seeing that his spell had faded away already, Ha'zi looked to advance the offensive, tapping into the powers of Sigeric, Thoruk, and one "Mercedes":

Of Sigeric, he connected to their shared feelings of internal facepalming at the actions performed by Gondor, such as the scouting party, the Festival, and the botched negotiation with the Protos that led to much havoc. And, here, was another failure of theirs that he was experiencing. A wonderful story to impart when they returned, for sure.

Of Thoruk, he clung to the relief and excitement felt when reuniting with him, using these positive feelings as a boost to ensure that it wouldn't end entirely in misery.

And, lastly, of "Mercedes", otherwise known as the Fear Giant in Gondor's books. He had an inkling that this name wasn't really true... But you never knew from Iver. He turned out to be right about the leather- might be for this, too. Anyway, while he didn't known much about her, he did have her to thank for the confirmation of him having children, thus the emotional connection of elation from this knowledge passed.

Once empowered, he would firstly do a variety of things with the Guardian's more... crafty... skills:

Many of his tentacles would shift to have malleable spikes at their ends, along with hooks embedded throughout the appendages. Biomass would writhe around Beren's figure as he concentrated on torturing Telimekhtar, going to coil up and around him slowly, then go to suddenly bind him, wanting to pin and squeeze him. Around Beren, giant repeating crossbows similar to ones that he had seen made by Sigeric and, most notably, the Trickster, appeared, and would continually fire to keep him occupied. Farther away, fewer and smaller, but faster crossbows showed to assist Dimitri (using the radar system from earlier + viewing his thoughts).

With the Elemental, a great, terrible storm began. The winds straight from stirring to speeding in tornado-like fashion. These whipping gusts would delightfully prey upon the flung Norio, sending him further and further up into the atmosphere, where the chilling airs and plasma waited to attack. Thus, they did, blinding streaks pounding repeatedly into the creature, as the frosty airs kept it stationary in motion and still for the endless onslaught of energy. Ha'zi remembered Thoruk's words of Norio being able to survive overkill, and thus took them to heart in this assault that was in mind to either send the monster to oblivion, or at least severely weaken it. A few bolts were also sent into the woods to strike out at the Monster Giant, but not too many as he already took notice of Thoruk's assistance, his own weaponry, and of Dimitri's capability, so he wasn't too worried about the Dwarf.

He was, however, worried about Teli. Sure, he still hated the guy, but he was valuable. So, begrudgingly, Ha'zi sent a gust to try and blow the Maia towards Cthugle'zi.

Then, there was the Fear Giant. Now, he didn't necessarily know how she worked, but he had heard of reports and spoken word about her abilities. And, of course, there was the fact that she was powered by... wait for it... fear. Which was incredibly abundant here amongst the minds of men and shifters alike. Picturing it similarly to how the Guardian and it's mental and constructive abilities operated, he collected the terror each had, and launched it all at once into Beren, wanting to paralyze him in the terror present. To help supply this fear, Ha'zi looked to significant frightful moments: being placed in the slave ship and the monstrous things that he went through there, witnessing Keldar commit suicide, Lesier's death, the Aldamos massacre, the Mordor massacre, the Gondorian massacre he saw with Keldar, and the most dreadful of them all.... finding out he had a child. Hopefully it would overwhelm him.

Ignoring Arandil, Ha'zi fwooshed right by Teli, his child-friendly tentacles going to grasp him, his current passengers being protected by an encircling of noodle arms to prevent whiplash and/or joining Norio up in the skies.
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"Gotta agree with Daugo, fella. We really shouldn't stop for 'im. The guy's already gone," Galador said, saddened but understanding of the cost.
 
Mirecyla frowned in annoyance as the sun didn’t do as much as she thought it would, ending the illusion as they began to take off. Even though they insisted that they served Sauron it was still acceptable they chose to serve her as long as she said she worked for him, she had no wish to act and force them to do her bidding with her fear, but seeing as she didn’t know how long it’d take them she would lay down on the back of her fell beast and yawn, closing her eyes and taking a nap

When she woke night had already fallen and still no one had returned, this was externally annoying and troublesome, I mean how hard was it to capture a fucking spider? These are the Nazgûl! Made only stronger for they did not rely on anyone for there power anymore, plus their added fear power which they would need to train to use. Sighing Mirecyla would sit up and stretch, taking a nap on the beast perhaps wasn’t the best of ideas but at least she had gotten in some rest, she would go to grab the reigns when she heard the sound of mighty wing beats, the next thing you know a large shape was thrown into the floor, Shelob.

Sliding off the beast Mirecyla smiled and slowly circled the spider, taking great care not to get caught by her webbing or to get to close “So this is what has become of the great Shelob eh? Your smaller than I thought you’d be, runt of the sack eh?” She cackled, while she didn’t order them to she hoped the Nazgûl were watching as she cast an illusion of a ball of fire in her hands. She would move around to where her head was and throw the ball near her, casting shadows over the spiders grotesque face “Stop your struggling you filthy, eight eyed, piece of shit so we can talk.” She growled, the illusion making the ball of fire cast itself around the spider in a circle
 
'FLY, YOU FOOL.' Dimitri's true father roared. And so he did, digging into the earth and making a tunnel just big enough for him, but not for his foe. He would dig up instantly if the tunnel began to collapse.
 
"I saw him! He was going to kill your friends! The ones from Gondor!" Endo cried, pulling back as Cardiloc gripped onto him.

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Dimitri's Dwarf delved into the soil, chomping through roots and rock forming a tunnel beneath the ground as the Monster Giant ripped through the layer of trees and foliage that had been covering him.

"Where'd ya go?!"

It roared and rushed over, noticed the hole and backed away. It grumbled and began to retrace its steps, watching the ground carefully.

Thrak moved away from his son, "Do what ye have to do, laddy." Thoruk sensed no magma chambers within the nearby vicinity, however, he felt the earth shape and move. Something was burrowing through it in a beeline towards him from the direction of where the Monster and Dwarf Giants had disappeared. He could hear the Monster's voice switch from a gleeful tone to that of disappointment. What was happening? Had it gotten Dimitri?

Elsewhere, beneath the screams and cries for help, Keratos turned his head to see the carnage behind them. The redhaired cocksucker was using magic-like powers to disable and crush the big warrior that Ha'zi had tried to slay two weeks ago. "I'm sorry, Lady Tam," he turned back to her, "But I cannot do that. I will not put your life or the lives of my men at risk."

"No retreating! Ostopher gave us a command and we shall follow it through!" Kurio acknowledged that.

"Wait...where's the Commander?" Another soldier asked.

"Who cares?! FUCK THE COMMANDER! What in Mordor is that?!" Someone yelled, motioning at the eagle with tentacles grabbing people. "Let's get the fuck outta here!"

Mateus overheard their cries and realized that Ostopher nor his apprentice-boy was with them but so were nearly a third of their contingent. Had they retreated elsewhere or were they left behind? Either way...it was too late to do anything about it and no one was willing to turn around and return into that slaughter-fest.

"HEAALPPPP!!!" Bastian was crying at this point. He kept dragging Ostopher along the ground, his commander's body leaving a trail of blood. No one was coming for them...they were stuck between the monsters and the forest and so the boy kept pulling with every fiber of his energy, trying to hide the commander and him in the bushes. But it was another twenty-five meters before he could get there, so he kept screaming for aid as he did so on the off-chance that someone would rescue them. Someone. Anyone.
Please...

Arandil could see Ha'zi, Daugo and Galador clearly abandon any hopes of rescuing the Ostopher and Bastian. They all ignored him and went after the Iron Hunter.

"Gruh-splew," Telimekhtar spat blood out as his armor began to crumble around him, crushing his legs and arms. "You'll...never...touch...her..." He barely managed to get out.

"Is that so?" Beren's eyes flared with anger as the ground around him coiled with tendrils of biomass that constricted around him. "Arggh!" He glanced up at the eagle, "FATHER!!!" Then a number of mechanical weapons appeared around him in a semi-circle and began to fire. "YOU THINK YOU CAN STOP ME?!?!" Beren screamed and with pure will halted each bolt before it reached him. The crossbows were then shattered into pieces by his shade which destroyed even the newly built ones before they could dispatch their loads. A feeling of dread fell upon Beren which furthered his fury. He saw his father make a move for the golden warrior. "NOOO!!!" Beren's right hand discharged a blast of dark blue flame at the Son of Tulkas.

"Please. Protect her." Ha'zi heard Telimekhtar's thoughts as the vat of flame flew towards him. Telimekhtar's eyes shut and he remembered his long enduring life up until that moment.

"Never give up even when your foe is before you. The advice he had dispelled upon Dimitri. It was his father's teachings to him. His father...Tulkas Astaldo...the one he could never hope to beat. His father who he could never satisfy. His father who chose Eonwe...Turin...and every other warrior imaginable over his own son. His son who he neglected, abused and abandoned. His father who broke faith with Telimekhtar's own mother for other maidens. Teli had trained so hard. Fought so hard to be like him. Better than him...yet to no avail.

"HAHAHA!! YOU'RE NO SON OF MINE! YOU'RE AS FEMININE AS YOUR MOTHER WITH THOSE GIRLY LOCKS!" His father had said that and many other things to him each time he failed to beat him whether it be in combat, in wrestling, in battle, in tactics, everything. He was never good enough for Tulkas the Mighty. And so he was not amongst those chosen to bring down the Dark Lord. If only...if only his father had believed in him...maybe that egotistical bastard wouldn't have died. Or maybe Telimekhtar would've died alongside him then and there. His only hope had been to avenge his father. That way he could finally prove to him that he was better...

But alas. He had failed to even come close to Morgoth. His father was right. He was a failure. And here he was, giving up. A tear rolled down Teli's eyes.

"ONLY FEMALES CRY! WHAT ARE YOU?! MY SON OR A LADY?!"

Telimekhtar opened his eyes and stared the blast of fire coming to incinerate him down. He slowly turned his head and saw the eagle-squid coming for him. It wouldn't matter. Ha'zi could not save him. But that in itself was a relief. Finally...he could die like the failure he was. He smiled, his head rolling back gently. "I entrust my sister's safety to you, Dimitri."

The fires engulfed Telimekhtar and something similar to a sound-wave, a loud blast that caused each and every one of their ears to temporarily deafen was heard. The Son of Tulkas was launched through the skies, breaking the sound barrier in a marvelous spectacle. The flames carried his body through the forming stormy skies that buffeted Norio and beyond into the unknown.

Ha'zi's tentacle swung into the open air where Telimekhtar had been held, grasping unto nothing. Daugo and Galador saw Beren's smirking, bloody face turn to them. The teen looked, quite remarkably, like a furious Ha'zi in that moment. And now he began laughing maniacally. The fear had no effect on him, quite the opposite in fact, it appeared he was becoming more powerful, driven mad by it. His hands rose up, shadowy blue balls of fire forming in them...

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As mateus heard the cries of his comrades, he would turn and ride towards them. He now had some relief that he was again with his fellow men at arms but the horrific dread was still plaguing his mind without relent. "HEY!!!! IM COMING! WAIT UP!!" Staying together was the greatest hope they had of getting out all alive even if they were powerless against the forces opposing them at least they would go out all together, working together, and worth some slight hope. He would strongly urge everyone to flee at once and if Kurin or anyone else would try to stop them they would get whats coming to them. When he reached them he would exclaim "FUCK ORDERS! All we can be certain of is that we are all breathing. The commander is gone nothing we can do can change that, go ahead and look but I and any who will follow me are leaving! If hes not with us hes as good as dead, and the same fate would befall us if we were to look for him! OOWWAAHH WHAT THE FUCK IS THAT NOISE! I'M LEAVING ANY WHO WISH TO JOIN ME CAN DO SO THE COMMANDER WOULD OF WANTED US TO SAVE OURSELVES!"
 
Thoruk, fast on his feet like every other dwarf, would hear his fathers words.

"DON'T STOP, YE AIN'T GOING BACK THERE!" he'd shout towards his father, at this point basically drawn back and forth between saving his father and helping Dimitri against this big, ugly, mess of flesh. He'd stand there, waiting for his father to join him, pulling his father towards him using a slight bit of wind.

"What in Durins name is down there..." he'd mumble as he sensed something shaping the earth from within, coming towards him...

He'd turn his head, feeling further foot steps and then a voice... "Father, move aside!" he'd yell, trying to get out of it's footpath. It was deffinetly heading towards them. "Has it defeated Dimitri? There is no way such a dumb and fat creature like good 'ol fatty mac flesh-bomb could kill him" Thoruk would think, trying to hide outside of that creatures path together with his father.

"Stay quiet" he'd say, trying to soften up the ground beneath it's footpath since something seemed to dig ahead of it and if he was correct... it should sink into the ground, beeing vulnerable and temporarily disabled to fight.

"Father you should.." his words and also his action to soften up the ground was cut short by a sound so loud that his ears felt like they'd fall off. "By Durin, what is this?!" he'd think, holding both of his hands against his ears, trying to still work on the ground that the monster would eventually step into.


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"B-But, please!" she'd say, her head still turned backwards. "He protected me!" she'd shout at Keratos.

But that was to no avail as it seemed... Keratos wouldn't turn his head a second time as so she could only watch and hope for the best...

But the best was not the case as it looked like his armor went smaller and smaller, painting... red? "No-no-no" she'd say, still pulling on Keratos' arm.

Her savior was beeing squeezed to death in his own armour? "That cant happen, it just cant..." And indeed her words seemed to be to an avail as out of nowhere the red-haired man was shot by multiple arrows or some sort of steel.

She'd look at them, with a shimmering ray of hope in her eyes, this red haired guy couldn't take on all of them, could he?

But suddenly Tamara spotted something... "B-blue flames?" she'd mutter as there appeared a bunch of blue flames, looking like they could burn through her soul, just by touching her.

And then... they fired off at her tall savior... "NOOOOO!" she'd shout before a loud noice accured and her head felt like it'd explode and she'd turn down her head as she couldn't hear a thing.

"I didn't even know his name..." she'd think, one tear after another drippling down her face.

Her head exploded, her eyes lost more tears than she could handle and so much blood shed occured that she couldn't even take a second look at all these fallen gondorians and the son of tulkas as he flew of into the space... she'd turn around, her head against Keratos' back. "I wasn't able to help anyone again... they all had to protect me!" she'd tell herself in a mixture of a rage and sadness.
 
As Dimitri burrowed, he felt a pain in his chest. A deep one, like a knife was plunged into his heart. Something grave had happened. But he couldn't let it distract him. He began to burrow upwards, racing towards the beast through the ground with the intention of biting the Monster Giant's legs off.
 
Ha'zi stared bleakly as the Maia was doused in fire and tossed into the sky. He still didn't forgive the Iron Hunter for what he had done, yet he couldn't feel incredible pity for failing to save him. He wouldn't let Telimekhtar's last words go unheard, sending them to both Dimitri and Tamara.

It was time to go, of course. He couldn't dilly-dally, or else he and all of those collected would face Beren's edgy wrath. Thus, with no hesitation, he bid the ground underneath his son to part into a deep chasm, then close quickly once the effect of gravity had taken its toll on the lad. Cthugle'zi then rushed towards Bastian and Ostopher- although the commander was good as dead, he just couldn't leave both to rot here so far from home. Looping many tentacles around both carefully, and quickly, he cradled them back up and onto his back as he flew up and away, trying to remember the direction needed to return to Gondor, but, in all honesty, just looked to get the hell away from there.
 
"Cardiloc wake up!" Endo slapped him, "Stop dreaming! I saw the one you told me about! He was in some sort of forest and there was a big monster with a single green eye and some soldiers like those rangers and I saw other strange people..." He rambled on describing dwarves, hobbits, and tall armored men; one who just so happened to be carrying a big warhammer.

Cardiloc's kneecap twitched slightly.

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Thoruk turned around to see the Iron Hunter or what was meant to be him get turned into a fireball and shot into the sky. Was he dead? Did Beren actually kill him?

"I'm sorry, Tam, there was nothin' we could do!" Keratos shouted over the top of his lungs since he lost his hearing. None of them could hear anything from Mateus' inaudible dialogue to the thunder that rolled through the skies above. Then suddenly, a voice entered Tamara's head.

"Please. Protect her. I entrust my sister's safety to you, Dimitri."

Dimitri heard his comrade's words relay through his mind. Unlike most things Teli said, they were filled with emotion. Pathos. A sad relief. Resignation. They left him as quickly as they had come just as he burst through the soil beneath the abomination that had been stalking him.

CRUNCH.

The Monster Giant fell forward onto its face, its hands scrambling for purchase as the Dwarf Giant chomped through its hind legs. It twisted around to swipe at its face. Then a number of crossbow bolts smacked into the abomination's body, causing it to flee for a moment. Dimitri had an opportunity to retreat!

A pang of grief fell over Dimitri as a claw flew at his Dwarf's armored features. He felt a knot form inside his throat. Was that what he felt before? That noise...had it been...Teli...

"Never give up even when your foe is before you."

Tamara remembered that voice. It was the same as the golden warrior. What did he mean by sister?

Meanwhile, Beren roared as he charged his palms up then the ground beneath him gave way and he fell, letting loose two wild discharges which exploded behind Ha'zi, rocking the eagle-squid.

"Hey! Oh-thank-oh-thank-uh," Bastian's eyes gleamed as he saw the strange creature come to pick up Ostopher and him. The Commander's body slowly lifted up and raised into the air and soon Bastian was rescued until-

SHLICK.

The tentacles holding Bastian fell apart, bloody pieces of sliced meat, dropping him to the ground. "Hey! Wait!" Before Ha'zi could fully propel himself into the sky he felt one of his tentacles sear away. What in Aldamos?

"OI! Bastian fell!" One of the Gondorians on his back cried. "Oi! CAN YA HEAR ME-" SHLICK. A broken bolt of crossbow biomass penetrated the soldier's throat, his eyes rolled into the back of his head and he fell, his body being caught by other men there. Arandil watched the man die before his own eyes and suddenly a volley of biomass-bolts was flung inordinately at the eagle-squid, one nearly taking the Gondorian's head off. He couldn't see what was firing at him or who but the directions were confusing as the bolts flung from the ground yet there was nothing to indicate a shooter there. Nothing but quick movements in the dust...

Daugo for a split second saw something in that dust. Short-cut silver-hair, ebony armor, and steel gray eyes. Was that...no it couldn't be him...was that why Beren said his name? Could that really be Glorfindel?!?

Thoruk witnessed it all. He couldn't hear much if anything as his ears rung horribly but he felt something touch his shoulder. His father was mouthing something to him, saying something and pointed at the Monster Giant. It was fleeing as a number of biomass constructs, similar to the Guardian's weapons rapid-fired at it. Thoruk could see Thrak point at the Dwarf Giant. Dimitri was right there but he seemed to have paused...

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“I’m awake!!!” Cardiloc shouted back, Beren was in a forest with Dimitri...? With a dwarf, hobbit and some tall armoured men. He could only assume that was Thoruk and Daugo, and some Gondorians. He could only hope they were enough against Beren, but he doubted it. No one could beat him not even Ha’zi. “Slow down!” He slapped Endo back. “Now... there’s nothing I can do. He’s far too powerful for even myself to take on,” He admitted with a sigh. “But I found something, something that might just be able to stop him.” Cardiloc explained, before turning around to retrieve something from the closet. “This, a Silmaril. It’s extremely powerful but I cannot wield it, and neither can you. Only those pure of heart can, for instance an innocent. And I think I know who could use it. But to find her I need to know where Endo and Berethor are, so we can warn them and also so I can see how much progress they’ve made on their mission. We’re going to be travelling a lot from here on out, always keeping him several steps behind us. Don’t use his name, ever. It’s possible he can track us with it given his immense power. But first, do you know where Berethor is Endo? Can you use your powers to find him?” Cardiloc questioned the man, pocketing the Silmaril.
 
Alright guys, this is a tough call for our boy, Dimitri. So, we got two things we can do: keep pushing, hit the wazzock, and cause some damage, maybe kill it. Or pull back and live. If we pick the first, we honor Teli and do more damage in the long-term. But if we do-

Pull back. We cannot win. Be realistic. You kill Monster, good on you. Now you are injured and alone, with no other troops. Beren will probably find you and kill you or brainwash you. And we don't want that. Plus, that one girl seems incredibly important to your friend. Not to mention, she could resist the influence of Beren, making her too a key asset. Pull back and live to fight in his memory, and more important, in the memory of Tulkas Exalted.

So, for once, the bloodthirsty Aragrath advocated for no more bloodshed. He was right. From a moral and strategic viewpoint, retreating would save lives and allow him to ensure he could care for Tamara. This was enough to convince him. Without another thought, Dimitri rushed away from the scene, towards the other Gondorians that fled.
 
Daugo took a couple of calming breaths. He was scared shitless, but he knew that it would be very dangerous to try and escape while they were being shot at--the dead Gondorian serving as a chilling testimony to it. Moreover, if it was Glorfindel, and he was attacking them, then he was too big of a threat to ignore. He gathered the shreds of courage that lay around in the recesses of his mind, and concentrated on his emotions, for once. Fear was at the forefront at the moment, but a number of others were running in the background: love and concern for his sons, spite and caring towards his wife, and a deeply buried bloodlust that had poked its head when he'd accidentally killed Bob Newleaf but which fully manifested that time he murdered the sleeping captain.

A rush of feelings filled him, and he used it as a spark to ignite his abilities. He willed flames to sprout from the ground around Glorfindel, white-hot and volatile as the emotions that he repressed, and tried to sear the enemy off the face of the Earth with them.

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Hideous sounds came from the upturned spider as her legs and face recoiled from the perceived flame. "Sssss! Sssstop! It'ssss too bright!"
 
No. No no no. Something was targeting them already... using his own projectiles? And the poor boy in his arms had fallen... along with some shriek he had heard mentally, which went blank soon after. That wasn't good.

Firstly, Ha'zi combatted the bolts, using fierce winds to stop and shatter the biomass, along with pushing his own biomass control to halt their production.

Secondly, he contacted Thoruk:
"Look, I know you're nearby, and that you're trying to do something against the flesh monstrosity. Forget it. You and your, uh, friend need to ditch the plan and leave! I'd appreciate it, though, if you were to help fight against whatever is in the woods getting at us. Suck its
breath out, reduce its body temperature to freeze or kill it, the like. Also, if you could, please use your more experienced wind abilities to send that squire kid back up into the sky so I can get him."

Yours truly,

Cthugle'zi (totally didn't ditch you)

Lastly, his unoccupied gripping tentacles would lash out to grab Bastian, expecting an extra boost
from Thoruk in the process. Just in case, he'd try to use some wind to direct the lad into the waiting appendages. The combat tentacles, if you will, stalked the outside of this position, fully prepared to use their super speed to violently strike out at anything on the ground that matched the signature of the thing speeding around.
 
Mirecyla brought the flames closer, allowing for the illusion to add physical affect, making the spider think she was actually being burned slightly by how close they were “Ohhhh Shelob my dear, will you yield to me if I do? Submitting your loyalty to me and me alone?”
 
Thoruk, not surprised to see Dimitri showing up would look at him as he suddenly retreated before a voice entered his mind, his ears still cut off of the world with sounds.

"So mind-transfer still works huh?" he'd think, looking out for the eagle.

"Ye better tell the others to hold tight if ye want me to shoot ye up again Ha'zi" Thoruk would think, seeing as the big ass fles-hill was fleeing. "What a disgrace for the other enemies..." he'd say, almost laughing at it, but this was not the time to do so.

Thoruk would grab his fathers arm as he understood nothing and drag him along, staying out of sight from the foes, trying to get closer to Ha'zi's giant, preparing a good bunch of wind-blasts circling around underneath his giant.

"Ye better hold ye seatbelts up'ere lady" Thoruk would think before pushing the air up, throwing him back up into the sky.


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Everything was quiet besides the loud 'peep' noice in her head. She couldn't hear a thing, but in this case she was happy about it, because of that she couldn't hear the screams of pain and suffering all over the place.

Then, a voice entered her head, quietly, calm. "Please. Protect her. I entrust my sister's safety to you, Dimitri."

"Dimitri? Who's that?" she'd ask herself.."Is this the guy he was with? And-and a sister?" She felt bad for him, had he just not tried to protect her and fight these monsters...

"Poor him... I wonder if his father and mother died and he had to protect his sister alone... and now, now he can't even protect her because he wanted to protect me.. no-no-no" she'd mutter, still crying a bit.

"He threw his life away to protect me.. why would a stranger do that if he has family that needs him?" she'd ask herself, confused of why he would've cared for her anyway. She never realy spoke to him and neither did she do anything to deserve this... and now, now he threw his life away and she was left with a feeling she hadn't felt in a while..she felt guilty, some strange feeling, it almost felt like there was a big stone in her stomach...

"Never give up even when your foe is before you." she'd hear before his voice seemed to leave her head.

"Thank you.." she'd think, hopeing he would recieve this last message.
 
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