Hello to everyone around the world!

First of all, I want to thank all the readers of this story, you motivate me.

In the previous chapter, the three Bregu explained to the remaining members of the Fellowship of the Ring what had happened to the dragons and why they were so aggressive and fierce against the other Middle-Earth races.

Although they also made it clear that they were no longer interested in the war, and that all they wanted was to free their brethren and leave Middle-Earth.

Also, the reason was known why the dragons do not like the elves, but ... what will they think now that an elf has the gift to understand them every time they roar or snort?

Will they take it into account? Will it make them change their minds? Or will they simply hold him in more esteem than the rest of the elves? And what about Lady Galadriel's predictions?

In this chapter, the adventure starts again, this time… with a battle.

Your reviews are always welcome and as always ... here we go:

Chapter 25: Angels of Avalon

"Then I will die with them!"

It was the phrase that was spinning again and again in Legolas's head.

The elf had argued for the first time with the Ranger and the worst thing is that twice that day, apparently neither was in the best of moods.

And it was to be expected, the army of orcs that Saruman commanded against Helm Deep exceeded 3000 and the men did not reach a thousand.

The situation of lack of warriors was so precarious, that King Théoden had ordered that all that young man, and even adolescent, that could wield a sword or any weapon, would be enlisted in the ranks.

Many tearful women and children had said goodbye to their husbands, parents, sons and/or brothers, and even before the enemy army had even arrived, sorrow and tears were heard throughout the fort.

Legolas did not fully understand humans because for the elves the situation was very different from theirs.

The men, once they died, no one knew what happened to their soul unlike the elves who hoped to enter the Hall of Mandoos.

But he guessed that this was terrible, and that was evident in Aragorn's reaction, which by nature was cold-blooded and clear-minded.

The place was dreadful for the cries, the farewells and the speed with which all were prepared for the battle that was predicted would be frightening, but it is that mortal and that nobody would survive.

But nobody spoke of it, no one spoke that they were exceeded by more than triple in number, and even less it was said that with that army would come dragons.

When King Théoden had learned that no dragon had agreed to go, he had become enraged and upset. How could the Bregu pay him that way after he had free them? He could have taken that problem away and killed them!

Aragorn had tried to explain the situation to him and added that Á-blícan had led Gandalf to meet the Rohirrim to help him.

That had not completely reassured the king, but at least he was not so angry anymore, and that was the point.

On the other hand, Haethcyn had immediately gone out to meet them, and when he had noticed that neither Lenore nor her Black Dragon had come with them he had been worried and saddened.

The boy had come to appreciate them and thought he would see them again, the only thing that had reassured him to a certain extent was that neither of them would be in danger unlike the Rohan people being in Helm Deep.

Legolas had begged Lenore not to return Helm Deep with them.

Although the elf was not a pessimistic person, he was realistic and realized that they would hardly win and also knew that such a battle would be very cruel and there would be little chance of survival, especially for those who did not know how to wiled properly the sword and the bow.

At first, neither Lenore nor the Black Dragon had wanted to accept. Also, they were from the Fellowship of the Ring, they too had made an oath that they could not break like that.

However, Legolas made them see that they also had to support the Bregu and that they could return after the battle, that did not mean that they left the Fellowship.

Aragorn had been of the idea to protect to Lenore because he knew the limitations of the young woman who did not know neither to wield a sword nor to use the bow appropriately for a battle like the one that would untie, but he did think that the aid of the Black Dragon was very important.

But he also realized that if something happened to the Black Dragon, if dragons hurt him fatally (because he would surely have to fight against his race), and there would be no one to save him ... who knows what would happen to Lenore if her dragon died!

Legolas wondered why the Bregu would not have agreed to help them even though they knew he was a draca-spraéc?

Decidedly, they distrusted all of which was understandable after what they had done to them.

Saruman had done an excellent job for his ally.

So, that was the stressful situation for the elf, stressful enough to have discussed twice with his best friend in less than three hours, and the only thing that relieved him was that his beloved elf-friend was not in danger.

That ... by the way, he had to ponder about those questions that had been made to think of Lenore as his own.

Suddenly a few steps made him stop his agitated pacing.

"Lad, follow me. I'm sure you'll be interested, "Gimli told him.

Legolas tilted his head confused, but followed his dwarf friend to the entrance of the fort where his face lit up of joy to see who it was: Haldir, the March Warden, followed by an army of a thousand elves.

Perhaps the situation was not so desperate.

Heavy rain fell, making it difficult to see any enemy approaching the fortress.

No one, not even the elves, had seen anything, but everyone was sure that the enemy would come at any moment.

"I bet you, lad," suddenly Gimli told Legolas, who was ready with his bow and arrow

"Speak"

"I bet you I kill more orcs than you"

Legolas turned and smirked.

A dwarf dared to challenge him? He took centuries of practice! However, he accepted because he realized that Gimli did not do it to annoy him but was a way to show their friendship and relieve the pressure of the battle.

This was strange, for the enmity between the dwarves and the elves was proverbial, and yet those two had become friends.

"It's strange what a war can do," thought Legolas, "as the song of Lenore says: War is the common cry"

"What do you say, lad? Do you accept? "He took from his reflections the voice of Gimli

"I accept" he replied with a smile

Gimli smiled and was about to speak when he saw that Legolas's face darkened, and almost at the same time the other elves were alert.

"The enemy is coming?" He asked.

"Yes," Legolas answered quietly, "and he does not come alone"

"What do you mean, lad?"

There was no need for Legolas to reply because at that moment a huge and numerous army of orcs arrived. All were perfectly armed and also in armor.

They were not like the orcs they'd faced in the woods when the Black Dragon came so timely to help them, no ... that was a real army of well-trained orcs.

But as if that were not enough, with them came an army of about 300 dragons from both the Silver Dragons, Light Dragons and White Dragons clans as well as two new ones that both Aragorn and Gimli and Legolas recognized for having seen them at the beginning of their journey: Ice Dragons and Earth Dragons, which were the majority.

"This is going to be hell," murmured Aragorn.

"We are lost," said Théoden

"Do not think so, Your Majesty" said the Ranger

"Why not, Lord Aragorn?" Asked the upset king "do not you see how many they are? As if it were not enough with the orcs, also dragons! If Lady Lenore and those Bregu had wanted to help us, perhaps we would have some hope, but it is not!"

"It's true, but we will fight, Your Majesty, until the swords stick together in our hands," Aragorn answered firmly.

The king looked at him briefly.

"You are definitely a brave man, Lord Aragorn," he said.

At that moment, the two armies stood face to face. None of them moved, there was a complete silence only broken by the rain and the beating of the dragons' wings who had not advanced, but were flying over the orc army.

Suddenly, an arrow shot by who knows who flew through the air, and when it fell it killed one of the orcs which infuriated the enemy.

And as if that had been the signal of attack, the battle began without truce or quarter.

The casualties had been numerous; however, the defenders of the fortress did not retreat, but rather attacked by drawing strength from their weakness.

Among the casualties were a large number of elves and also Haldir who had died in the arms of Aragorn.

Although Helm Deep's defenders fought valiantly, they were retreating farther and farther, and the orcs had already taken several terraces and a couple of battlements from the fortress.

If the situation went on like this, they would eventually fall and everyone would be killed.

To make matters worse, the dragons had begun to attack.

Not all at the same time, they took turns, but so they attacked simply at 50 in 50 was more than enough.

Their powerful breaths of fire, ice, and light were terrible, and every time they spat there were always large numbers of victims.

Suddenly there was a crash, like thunder.

There were 3000 Rohirrim thirsting for blood and fighting who came at that time, led by Gandalf and Éomer, in a moment of terrible need.

Although Gandalf was a wizard, that did not stop him from being a skilled warrior and either with his sword or with his staff, he fought right and left, wounding the enemy without hesitating for a single moment.

At a time when Aragorn and Gandalf were relatively close, the first one shouted at him,

"Why did you take so long, my friend?"

Gandalf chuckled as he swung an orc through his sword.

"A wizard never arrives neither late nor early, he arrives just when he is needed"

Aragorn smiled.

Gandalf was right, he had arrived just when it seemed that everything was already lost.

"Did Á-blícan take you with the Rohirrim?" The Ranger continued to ask as he killed a couple of orcs

"Yes, he left me in front of them and then he left," Gandalf replied as he cut off an orc's head "apparently the Rohirrim have some respect for the dragons because they did not attack him, although that may change with what is happening "

Aragorn sighed.

Yes, it was very likely because the dragons did not stop attacking and there were already many casualties. He had seen even teenagers fall under the power of the dragons.

"If only the Bregu had agreed to help us!" He thought with some anguish, seeing that they were increasingly receding "it is a fact that if we all survive, we must apologize to them because they have suffered a great injustice from all Middle- Earth"

Legolas and Gimli continued to fight relatively close to each other to count the orcs that killed and to know who would win the bet.

"How many have you killed, lad?" Gimli shouted at the same time as he split an orc with his axe

Legolas finished killing an orc and turned with a smile.

"Thirty" said "and you?"

The dwarf cursed under his breath.

"29"

Legolas smiled as he jumped from behind an orc and traversed his neck with his knives.

Suddenly he stopped, stuck to the wall with a gesture of surprise

"What is it, lad? Do not just stand there! We are in the middle of a bet! "

Legolas turned to Gimli and said,

"You hear?"

The dwarf paused for a moment.

It was a devilish noise that was heard: the shouts of men, the howls of beasts of the orcs, the roars of the dragons, the neighing of the Rohirrim's horses, but above all, the clatter of horse's hooves as they ran.

"It sounds like a rumble ..." began Gimli

Suddenly he patted himself on the forehead.

"It sounds like the rumble of what you and Aragorn said of which speaks the song of the lassie"

Legolas nodded.

"... I hear the horses thunder down the valley below," the elf quoted

"That description is quite accurate, but there is a problem: there is no angel of Avalon," Gimli said, "and if things continue like this, we probably will not even see the sunrise"

The battle had been going on for several hours.

Little by little the army of men and elves had receded to the degree that they were only now to begin defending the interior of the fort while the army of 1000 elves, no one survived.

To make matters worse, the orcs were now beginning to make use of the dragons to force them out, and to gradually destroy the fort and leave the rest of the population of Edoras buried alive.

King Théoden, Éomer, and Aragorn had come together to organize even a desperate battle plan, but it was difficult to get anything, especially since it was now the dragons who were fighting most of the time.

"We are lost," said the king "of the elves no one is alive except the one named Legolas Greenleaf. And of ours, have died more than half and now with the dragons on there is nothing to do "

"Your Majesty, we can still fight and try to free a few dragons," said Aragorn

"Bah! What good would it do if they are so ungrateful? Besides, there is no Lady Lenore who is the one who knows the famous magic song with what finishes them to disenchant "

"Maybe this is not a woman's place, but at least she could have helped us by asking the dragons to help us," Éomer said. "The king is right, if we have helped them to break their spell, why they wouldn't support us against this enemy "

"This time we helped them, Lord Éomer," Aragorn replied, "but if you knew all that the Middle-Earth races had done to them, then you would understand why they refused to help us"

"That does not exclude them!" Said the angry king, "the situation remains the same, Lord Aragorn"

Aragorn sighed. He would never make that stubborn king understand why the Bregu's attitude toward others, perhaps it was necessary that he knew what had happened and that ... rather, it would take a miracle.

Legolas and Gimli continued to count how many orcs were killing to see who would win the bet, and up to that time, the elf had the advantage, although the dwarf was not far behind.

Legolas suddenly stopped, approached a battlement, and looked out into the dark night sky as his face darkened and a wrinkle on his smooth forehead appeared, while in his blue eyes it could be read a great concern mixed with fear but maybe even terror.

No wonder, he just heard the roar of a beating of wings, and not a single being but several ... tens but hundreds.

"What's the matter, lad?" Gimli said, approaching him at the sight of his gaze.

"More dragons, come here"

Gimli looked up at the sky. Nothing could be seen, nor did he hear anything from the deafening noise of the battle that was rumbling more, because the orcs began to enter the corridors of the battlements, while the dragons were destroying the terraces.

"Why the new dragons aren't attacking us?"

Legolas shook his head.

"No," he said. "They haven't arrived yet, they come from the East "

Gimli cursed under his breath.

After a couple of minutes, there was a whistle, a whistle that caused Gandalf and Aragorn to give their hearts a twist of joy as they had recognized in that sound, the typical whistle that was heard every time a Black Dragon spat its famous fireballs.

Almost immediately out of the darkness of the night came a ball of fire that gave directly to one of the orcs who at that time mounted an Ice Dragon that was causing damage between the lines of the defenders of the fort.

Another whistle sounded and another ball of fire struck another orc riding an Earth Dragon

That only meant one thing: Lenore's Black Dragon had come to help them, which was a great relief.

However, for Legolas it was just the opposite as that meant that his beloved elf-friend was in danger and he could not allow something bad to happen to her.

He had sworn to himself taking the Válar as witnesses to protect her! And that way ... it was impossible unless ... he risked his life to get out of the tower where they were, the dwarf and a couple of dozen men, entrenched to stop the orcs.

And immediately he did it.

"What are you doing, lad ?! Do you want to get yourself killed ?! We're not done yet!" Gimli shouted, trying to stop him.

The elf cursed under his breath.

Gimli did not understand a single word since he had spoken in Sindarin, but by intonation he realized that his friend was angry and, more than anything, worried but terrified.

Legolas took a deep breath to calm himself as the dwarf was not to blame for anything.

"That whistle is only produced by a Black Dragon when it spits fire, you have seen that two orcs have fallen incinerated ..."

At this, Gimli paled. That only meant something, AÉfen-leóht had gone to battle, and certainly with him Lenore. That explained the elf's reaction.

"Come on, then, lad! We have to prevent something from happening to that imprudent lassie along with her dragon! "

And the two, dwarf and elf, set aside the men who were with them (despite their cries to stop them), and killing orcs right and left, they went out on one of the highest terraces.

"AÉfen-leóht came to our aid!" Murmured Aragorn to Gandalf so that the king would not listen

"That's right, but I wonder if Lenore will have come with him and if the Bregu have accompanied them," replied Gandalf "and above all, I wonder what the reaction of a certain elf that you and I know"

Aragorn paled.

Certainly, the fact that a Bregu that although it was of another realm, did not prevent that something could happen to him. Not to mention that Lenore might well have followed her dragon no matter what the other Middle-Earth dragons thought. And no longer mention the reaction that Legolas would have, who could die if he saw that Lenore was in danger.

He left the hall where he was with Gandalf, the king, Éomer, and a few Rohirrim.

"Where are you going, Lord Aragorn?" Asked Théoden, annoyed that the Ranger was leaving wordlessly.

"He has to go to see a situation that presents itself and ..." began to try to explain Gandalf, but the king beckoned to Éomer and went out with him without paying attention to the wizard who followed them both shaking his head because impatience of the king .

Everyone had gone out to the terraces to see what it was because the whistles were heard over and over again and with them the deadly balls of fire, but the orcs, however much they tried to know where they came from, saw nothing but the dark sky of the night.

Nor did the dragons see where those fireballs came so well directed that they only killed the orcs who rode the different dragons.

Little by little, they heard the beat of hundreds of wings that made friends and enemies stop fighting.

Suddenly, the clouds rolled and in the moonlight, everyone could see a human figure, a warrior wearing a beautiful armor that gleamed in the light of the night star.

He had on his head a helmet that looked like a dragon's head, his long hair combed in a tight braid, and in his hand a sword as light as those wrought by the elves, but in his grip, it could be seen a dragon roaring.

In his chest shone a kind of symbol that seemed to be the symbol of the dragons as far as Legolas could observe, and on his back carried a quiver full of arrows and a beautiful bow that the elf immediately recognized.

This warrior whose figure was thin, slender and fine, was riding on a Black Dragon; and to this Black Dragon followed the three Bregu: Gim-sylfred, Á-blícan and Líg-raesc which were followed by a multitude of dragons of the clans of Silver Dragon, White Dragon and Light Dragon.

The warrior put his hand on the head of the Black Dragon riding and after a few moments, drew his sword, raised it and cried in a voice that was human, but at the same time like a dragon roar:

"Draca ... here-wóp!"

To which the dragons responded in their native language:

"Here-círm!"

And as if that had been a war cry, immediately the great majority of the dragons began to spit fire, but not against their brethren of race but against the orcs who mounted them while a couple of tens were concerned to help men.

"I cannot believe it! They came! "Exclaimed Éomer

"How did you manage to change their mind, Gandalf?" The king asked in astonishment.

"I did not, Your Majesty. It was probably Lady Lenore "

Aragorn turned to the wizard and said in his ear,

"Remind me to scold Lenore for coming, but also remind me to give her a hug"

Gandalf smiled.

The stupor of all, both orcs and men did not last long after the dragons appeared and gave their war cry.

The battle began again, but now Helm Deep's defenders fought with renewed strength as there were dragons fighting for them so the situation was not quite lost but there was a possibility of winning.

Legolas looked down into the valley where the fortress stood, the roar of the Rohirrim horses could still be heard, but now the friendly dragons were also heard fighting for the men.

The elf smiled. Once again the fulfillment of Lady Galadriel's prophecy and Lenore's song with absolute precision.

"I hear the horses thunder down the valley below. I'm waiting for the Angels of Avalon, waiting for the eastern glow "

It had to be acknowledged that men, in general, were afraid of the newly arrived dragons, and it was understandable because after all dragons had long been bitter enemies of the other Middle-Earth races, and almost no one knew the true reason of it.

However, little by little the situation changed because the dragons helped and still saved the life of several of the defenders of Helm Deep.

It seemed that they had a well-made strategy because at no time did they stop helping them, but they also did not allow their brethren to be used by those monsters.

Unfortunately, the orcs soon realized what the idea of the dragon friends was and began to fight back, so began a fight between dragons that was frightening, while there was still fighting between orcs and a small army of men.

Legolas fought endlessly, killing with impressive speed with his knives.

He tried to concentrate, for he felt Lenore's presence perfectly.

How? Why? Not even the elf could have said it, but that was the case. He only prayed to the Válar that nothing would happen because the young woman seemed to go from one side to the other with her Black Dragon.

Legolas noticed that he almost always had a hand on the head of the Black Dragon and wondered the reason.

Suddenly he heard a familiar voice that had the distant resemblance to a dragon and immediately turned.

"Come, son of Thranduil," said Líg-raesc, "the draca-háta has said that you are the best archer of all Middle-Earth and that no one can rival you"

Hearing this, Legolas blushed from the tips of his ears which did not go unnoticed by the Light Dragon.

"Come, son of Thranduil," he repeated to him, "we need your legendary bow skill to free our brothers"

"But how?"

"Get into me," replied Líg-raesc, putting himself so that the elf would jump from where he was to his back

Legolas looked at him in astonishment because he knew the customs of dragons thanks to Lenore and that he had lived with a Black Dragon for months.

"We do not have eternity, son of Thranduil!" Said Líg-raesc impatiently.

Without thinking twice, Legolas jumped lightly on the back of the Light Dragon who said:

"Hold on tight!"

And quick Líg-raesc took the flight to where there were more dragons.

"Listen carefully, son of Thranduil: you will shoot all the jewels that you see so that soon the draca-háta can sing and break the spell. On my back you will see more arrows than she sends you "

Legolas saw to the side that the Light Dragon wore his old quiver filled with arrows and his old bow.

So, the draca-háta was Lenore. What would that word mean?

"Is it true that she said that about me?" He asked as he set his bow with an arrow

"Yes, and now pay attention, son of Thranduil if you want your reputation as a legendary archer to remain intact"

Legolas smiled.

"We thought they would not come to our rescue. What made you change your minds? "

The Light Dragon turned his head for a moment and said seriously:

"You"

The elf was astonished. What does he mean? Because of him? That it was not expected from that very dragon that had made him see that for them it was a simple creature to whom they had in less?

"Because of you," he repeated turning his head to look forward "because you are a draca-spraéc, and that gift makes you very special. If you were unique in this Middle-Earth we would protect you as we do with the draca-háta, but you are not the only one, there is an entire race of the children of the First Children of Ilúvatar and therefore, for you, we will protect them "

Legolas did not know what to say.

"So, thank AÉfen-leóht for the special gift he gave you"

There was a moment of silence between the two that was broken when Líg-raesc shouted at him:

"Get ready!"

And without more, the Light Dragon got where more dragons fought each other so that the elf could shoot to as much jewel could.

That was very, very difficult ... but he would do it for Lenore.

Aragorn fought with all his might, he was prepared to do as he had told King Théoden: to fight until the sword remained stuck in his hand.

But little by little he had realized that the orcs had taken a special interest in him and tried to kill him, more than any of the others.

There came a time when six orcs, all armed, and one with a spear, threw it with all his force to cross him and nail him to the wall.

The Ranger felt that was the end and thought of his beloved Arwen.

He closed his eyes ready for death, but nothing happened, but instead, a metallic sound was heard and then another and another.

Aragorn opened his eyes and realized that he was covered by the wings of ... Gim-sylfred

He was astonished that the orcs' spears and swords were rebounding as if they had struck an iron wall, above all by the metallic sound that was heard.

Almost immediately, the Silver Dragoness spat fire at the orcs and incinerated them almost instantly.

After this, the Silver Dragoness opened her wings that protected Aragorn and saw him for a few moments in which seemed to lower her guard.

But at that moment, the Ranger realized that a huge orc from behind was going to shoot an arrow at Gim-sylfred's head.

Without thinking twice, he took one of the spears of the orcs that had been killed by the Silver Dragoness and threw it with all his might against the orc traitor, thus saving her life.

Gim-sylfred had come to realize it and looked at him stunned for a few moments after which she said:

"Rise up in me, son of Arathorn. You need to be protected"

The Ranger stared at her in astonishment.

"Thanks, but I do not understand why"

Gim-sylfred looked at him.

"Because Saruman already knows who you are"

And said this, she took flight.

Legolas had already finished his arrows as much as the famous draca-háta or rather Lenore (because the elf was sure it was her).

"Líg-raesc, I do not have arrows anymore" he said

The Light Dragon frowned slightly as he heard him speaking by name.

Legolas paled, unfortunately it was a dragon rule that had not yet been learned.

However, there was no problem as the Light Dragon "smiled" and said:

"Then we have to tell Á-blícan"

With that the elf realized that he could call the Light Dragon by his name.

The strange warrior who had so timely arrived with the other dragons to help the defenders of Helm Deep was no swordsman, nor could he wield an axe or spear, rather everything was centered on the fact that the warrior had a superhuman strength and good reflexes.

He certainly had some notion of the handling of the sword and hence the one that he wielded was something, mainly to stop the blows, but did not have the ability to return them.

What also helped him was that he and the Black Dragon seemed to be one and both seemed to be connected telepathically and this way they both helped each other.

Suddenly, the Bregu of the White Dragon, Á-blícan, approached them and after roaring something, both warrior and Black Dragon followed him.

With help from Á-blícan and a dozen dragons between Silver Dragons, Light Dragons and White Dragons, they reached a point higher than the whole battle was.

Then the warrior stood on the Black Dragon and began to sing in a strange language while his voice seemed the mixture of a roar and a beautiful woman's voice.

When he finished, all dragons who had an arrow on his jewel (Legolas's feat due to his difficulty), snapped to reality and their eyes returned to their normal color, including two Bregu: the Bregu of the Earth Dragon and the Bregu of the Ice Dragons.

Seeing some mounted by the orcs and others seeing that the men were attacked, they began to help their brethren of race as well as humans, with which the battle bent in favor of the Rohirrim and all Rohan.

Gimli had continued to fight. With his formidable axe cut in two how much orc was in his way.

He had seen Legolas from a distance climbing onto Líg-raesc and prepared himself with his famous bow and arrow.

Apparently the elf thought to win him, for he could not! Also, that was cheating, things were supposed to be fair and that was not it because Gimli did not use or knew how to use a bow.

The dwarf promised that the elf would pay the consequences.

Suddenly, an Earth Dragon fell heavily near him, stunned, perhaps because the strange warrior had just sung that magical song.

A pair of orcs who had realized that many of the dragons were no longer bewitched and then tried to kill them.

However, Gimli not caring whether Earth Dragon was still under the influence of Saruman's spell or not, immediately interposed and saved his life.

During the brief fight between the dwarf and the two orcs, the Earth Dragon had returned to itself and had seen the whole fight.

When Gimli finished killing his enemies, he turned only to find that the Earth Dragon stared at him, a couple of yards away.

The dwarf felt for a moment that his blood was freezing. Would the Earth Dragon kill him or would he return the favor? Or would he just leave him there and fly away without saying or doing anything more?

But none of them was, on the contrary, put itself so that Gimli could climb on him and said:

"Son of Manwe, come up"

Gimli saw him astonished but did not wait that the dragon repeated the order and, with a little difficulty but helped by the Earth Dragon, went up to him who took the flight and took him out of that place that was already very dangerous.

Finally, towards dawn, and after having sung other two times the strange warrior that magic song, almost all the dragons were free.

Also, the orcs were exterminated without leaving more than a pair that escaped flying on a White Dragon.

Also, of the dragons there were 70 who fled since they had no jewel, were of the dragons who were in agreement with Saruman and Sauron.

Of the men, more than half had died while of the dragons 30 of the opposite side died while 10 died of the friendly side.

"I hear the horses down the valley below. I'm waiting for the Angels of Avalon. Waiting for the Eastern glow"

It is the part of Lenore's song that has been fulfilled and Lady Galadriel was right: the Angels of Avalon would be the dragons.

Now, what will happen? Will there be any alliance? Will the dragons help the men? Or was it just for this occasion?

These and other questions will be answered in the following chapters, mainly in the following: "Draca-háta"

Apparently, the dragons attach great importance to the gift that AÉfen-leóht gave Legolas, which was a real luck for all.

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Á-blícan (white glitter): White Dragon who is the Bregu of his clan.

AÉfen-leóht (night light):Lenore's dragon that shares his heart with her. It is said that he's the last Black Dragon in Middle-Earth.

Bregu (chief of dragon): title that have all the leaders of each clan of dragon. They are the best warriors among all the dragons.

Draca-spraéc (the one who understands the dragons): title that have all the ones that understands the dragons every time they snort or roar.

Draca-wóp!: war shout that the leader or alpha of the dragons shout in each battle.

Gim-sylfred (silvered jewel): Silver Dragoness who is the Bregu of her clan.

Here-círm!: war shout of the dragons.

Líg-raesc (a flash of lightning): Light Dragon who is the Bregu of his clan.