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A beam of pure light flew from Olorin's staff and directly at Sauron. But Sauron merely smashed the beam aside with his mace, shattering it. Sauron charged straight at Olorin, hoping for this to be a time of weakness. A shield formed - but Sauron smashed the shield. Olorin stumbled backwards, and I watched, horrified. Sauron was easily defeating Olorin, hit by hit. It seemed like nothing Olorin could do could ever beat Sauron. I looked around. The battle was desperate, for every advantage was held in the hands of the Enemy.

I looked over at Legolas and Gimli. Fighting bravely with mithril equipment, I saw as one bolt hit Legolas that he would never get up from. He collapsed, right into Gimli's arms. The Dwarf charged at the Daleks - berserk, shouting, most likely, but all sound had gone from my ears. He was gunned down, blasted, collapsed. I looked back.

Olorin stood alone against Sauron, fighting, fighting, so desperately. Glamdring slashed and was knocked out of his hands. Finally, the Enemy stood above Olorin, having triumphed.

"Olorin. You may have never trusted me, but you saw me corrupt all of Middle Earth. Why did you think you could defeat me in a one on one battle? No one save a Vala could defeat me!"

The mace rose up and began to fall. I saw no other option. I ran as quickly as I could, pulling out my trusty bow of more than fifty years and I held it between me and the Dark Lord's mace. I watched as the mace snapped that bow in half and thudded into me instead of Olorin. I collapsed, grievously wounded.

"But Sauron. Can you not see? The forces of Good will always triumph because of selflessness and sacrifice," Olorin said, rising. I grabbed Sauron's mace and pulled it into me as he tried to lift it out. I was using all my strength… but Sauron was stronger. Then, another force began to prevent Sauron from ripping his mace out of me. I looked over and saw Celibana channeling her magic. I saw the Doctor using some weird red glowy device. They were contributing to helping Olorin stop Sauron.

"Now you are doomed, Sauron. Doomed!" cried Olorin as he unleashed his most powerful magic at the defenseless Sauron. But Sauron was yet unharmed.

"Foolish Olorin. Now you will pay."

Sauron flung his mace upwards and I flew off of it, into the sky, flying upwards. I could barely look down. He stood once more before Olorin, my sacrifice meaningless. But in the scheme of things, now there was hope. For Sauron had struggled to overcome an obstacle. And if you can struggle, you can be wounded. You can be killed.