Counting orcs
'I swear I killed more orcs than the elf,' Gimli said convinced to Legolas and a dead soldier.
'Well, you can't have murdered more than me, cause I have walked Middle-Earth longer than both of you together have,' the soldier replied grinning.
'Indeed, you might have, but there is no way that you killed them all when you were alive,' Legolas quietly said.
'Like I care!' answered the soldier angrily.
The three of them were sitting on a ship, now sailing towards Minas Tirith, to help fighting in the great war of time. The dead army had just agreed with Aragorn to fight alongside them, so they could be freed from their curse.
'I do care!' Gimli said loudly, 'Cause you can be sure that in this war I'll kill most orcs.'
'Don't worry Gimli, I'll leave a few for you,' Legolas said smiling.
'Wouldn't be too sure, if I were you,' Gimli replied.
'What are you arguing about anyway, I'm dead already, they can't kill me, so it has to be me murdering most of the orcs,' interfered the dead soldier with a convincing tone in his voice.
'We'll see soon enough…' Legolas said, holding his bow ready.
Aragorn, Legolas and Gimli got out of the boat facing all the orcs at once.
'Well, plenty for the both of us,' Gimli said to Legolas the corners of his mouth twitching.
Legolas smiled back and then the three of them ran towards the orcs with the army of the dead behind them.