Chapter 15
Aragorn gripped the handle of his sword. Hirmianal turned to him. "Surrender your weapon, fool!" he snarled. His teeth were yellow, yet sharp and strong enough to crush bones.
Aragorn pulled out his sword. Hirmianal snarled. Legolas drew back an arrow on his bow. Hirmianal eyed them both.
"Fine," he reached and pulled out a four-foot-long sword, gleaming from being freshly sharpened. "Which of you should die first?" They had no idea how long they just stood there, but Legolas was feeling his arm ache in protest from holding back the string. He looked at Aragorn.
Aragorn nodded at him. Legolas looked back at Hirmianal, and fired his arrow. It cut through the air, piercing Hirmianal's shoulder. Hirmianal grabbed the arrow and pulled it out. Legolas fired again. Hirmianal glanced at him, smiled, and pulled the arrow out of his chest.
"You cannot kill me with mere arrows, young elf." he sneered and raised his sword. Legolas fired again, but the piercing had no effect on the raging creature Legolas backed away as it advanced, sword raised over its head. Legolas braced himself for a cracking blow over his head, but heard just the sudden clang of swords. Legolas turned to see Aragorn behind him.
"Get the vial!" he cried. Legolas was caught between them for a brief moment, but ducked through the beast's legs, reaching out to the coffin.
When Legolas gripped the vial, it immediately turned from cold to warm, then hot. He turned around to see Aragorn having swordplay with Hirmianal. He was knocked against the wall, a sickening crack echoed throughout the temple. Legolas was surprised to find that it was not a breaking bone, but thunder. Legolas now felt the dampness of the rain, as all elves would.
Aragorn fought back, holding his sword ahead of him while Hirmianal charged. Hirmianal saw this coming and knocked away the sword with his hand and bringing his sword to Aragorn's neck. He leaned close to his face.
"I told at the remains of Rivendell that our battle wasn't finished." he hissed. The sword pressed against Aragorn's neck, blood seemed to leak out of the mix. Aragorn felt the burning sting as the cut deepened. "So now, I may tell of the places I destroyed while you die." he pressed the sword further into his neck, blood began to crawl on his hand.
Legolas ran and leapt onto Hirmianal's neck. He took an arrow and stabbed through the tough skin. Hirmianal screeched in pain and turned. Legolas gripped his shoulders tightly, struggling to hang on. Hirmianal reached up and gripped the elf's waist, throwing him against the wall on the other side of the tomb.
Legolas landed on his back against, the wall, still clutching the vial. He slid to the floor, gasping for breath. Hirmianal turned back to Aragorn, who was on the floor. Hirmianal began to breathe rapidly. Aragorn looked at him straight in the eyes. Hirmianal smiled.
"First, I destroyed the Shire!" he slashed Aragorn's arm with his sword. "Then I took over the last of Mirkwood!" he slashed Aragorn's waist. "Then Rivendell!" he reached down and picked Aragorn up by the collar. "Then you lead me hear." He raised his sword. "And your kind will soon lead me to other secret villages for me to destroy."
Legolas leapt, bow in hand. He aimed at Hirmianal's neck and pierced it once again. Hirmianal cried out in rage this time, and turned to see no sign of the elf. He glanced around for a moment, until another arrow pierced his neck. He tasted the sweet blood that flowed into his mouth.
Legolas dropped from the wall onto Hirmianal, shooting, yet, another arrow into his neck. Hirmianal screeched and grabbed Legolas.
Hirmianal cried out as he retrieved his sword from the stone floor. Aragorn was panting hard when Hirmianal pierced Legolas's chest. Straight through the middle. When he reached the point where blood came from Legolas's mouth, he let go of the elf and turned back to Aragorn.
Legolas gasped and glanced over to the two fighting again. He clutched his chest and the vial at the same time. He felt the fresh salty blood trickle down the side of his mouth. He slowly, got up to his knees, then, leaning against the tomb, he stood.
"Hirmianal!" he cried in a raspy voice. Hirmianal turned; shock twisted his face to see the elf standing. Legolas slowly twisted the cap off of the vial. A gray smoke rose from it, leaving the smell of fire in the air. Legolas stood there, not exactly sure what to do know.
"Drink it!" cried Aragorn, now standing as well. Legolas swallowed down the foul-tasting liquid and gasped. He couldn't breath, nor speak. It took him moments to find that he didn't need to. He glared at Hirmianal. Legolas threw the vial down on the ground, shattering it to pieces. Words echoed throughout the temple, bouncing off the walls to Hirmianal's ears. Legolas's eyes narrowed.
"~Duona, Huina, Elven jura girandia.~" the words where almost a whisper. They grew louder. "~Deer Froth, huresha golderm beast!~" Legolas felt almost all air leave his body. It felt hot in his throat, and fired at Hirmianal. Hirmianal was soon surrounded by gray smoke.
"No!" he cried, clutching his eyes. Legolas and Aragorn watched the smoke fade and Hirmianal was now a pile of ashes on the floor.
The smoke flew out of the temple, and screams of defeat were heard from outside. Aragorn smiled.
"We did it." he turned to Legolas. "We did it!" Legolas couldn't hear him. He clutched his chest, gasping for breath. Aragorn's smile faded as the elf fell to the ground.
Aragorn gripped the handle of his sword. Hirmianal turned to him. "Surrender your weapon, fool!" he snarled. His teeth were yellow, yet sharp and strong enough to crush bones.
Aragorn pulled out his sword. Hirmianal snarled. Legolas drew back an arrow on his bow. Hirmianal eyed them both.
"Fine," he reached and pulled out a four-foot-long sword, gleaming from being freshly sharpened. "Which of you should die first?" They had no idea how long they just stood there, but Legolas was feeling his arm ache in protest from holding back the string. He looked at Aragorn.
Aragorn nodded at him. Legolas looked back at Hirmianal, and fired his arrow. It cut through the air, piercing Hirmianal's shoulder. Hirmianal grabbed the arrow and pulled it out. Legolas fired again. Hirmianal glanced at him, smiled, and pulled the arrow out of his chest.
"You cannot kill me with mere arrows, young elf." he sneered and raised his sword. Legolas fired again, but the piercing had no effect on the raging creature Legolas backed away as it advanced, sword raised over its head. Legolas braced himself for a cracking blow over his head, but heard just the sudden clang of swords. Legolas turned to see Aragorn behind him.
"Get the vial!" he cried. Legolas was caught between them for a brief moment, but ducked through the beast's legs, reaching out to the coffin.
When Legolas gripped the vial, it immediately turned from cold to warm, then hot. He turned around to see Aragorn having swordplay with Hirmianal. He was knocked against the wall, a sickening crack echoed throughout the temple. Legolas was surprised to find that it was not a breaking bone, but thunder. Legolas now felt the dampness of the rain, as all elves would.
Aragorn fought back, holding his sword ahead of him while Hirmianal charged. Hirmianal saw this coming and knocked away the sword with his hand and bringing his sword to Aragorn's neck. He leaned close to his face.
"I told at the remains of Rivendell that our battle wasn't finished." he hissed. The sword pressed against Aragorn's neck, blood seemed to leak out of the mix. Aragorn felt the burning sting as the cut deepened. "So now, I may tell of the places I destroyed while you die." he pressed the sword further into his neck, blood began to crawl on his hand.
Legolas ran and leapt onto Hirmianal's neck. He took an arrow and stabbed through the tough skin. Hirmianal screeched in pain and turned. Legolas gripped his shoulders tightly, struggling to hang on. Hirmianal reached up and gripped the elf's waist, throwing him against the wall on the other side of the tomb.
Legolas landed on his back against, the wall, still clutching the vial. He slid to the floor, gasping for breath. Hirmianal turned back to Aragorn, who was on the floor. Hirmianal began to breathe rapidly. Aragorn looked at him straight in the eyes. Hirmianal smiled.
"First, I destroyed the Shire!" he slashed Aragorn's arm with his sword. "Then I took over the last of Mirkwood!" he slashed Aragorn's waist. "Then Rivendell!" he reached down and picked Aragorn up by the collar. "Then you lead me hear." He raised his sword. "And your kind will soon lead me to other secret villages for me to destroy."
Legolas leapt, bow in hand. He aimed at Hirmianal's neck and pierced it once again. Hirmianal cried out in rage this time, and turned to see no sign of the elf. He glanced around for a moment, until another arrow pierced his neck. He tasted the sweet blood that flowed into his mouth.
Legolas dropped from the wall onto Hirmianal, shooting, yet, another arrow into his neck. Hirmianal screeched and grabbed Legolas.
Hirmianal cried out as he retrieved his sword from the stone floor. Aragorn was panting hard when Hirmianal pierced Legolas's chest. Straight through the middle. When he reached the point where blood came from Legolas's mouth, he let go of the elf and turned back to Aragorn.
Legolas gasped and glanced over to the two fighting again. He clutched his chest and the vial at the same time. He felt the fresh salty blood trickle down the side of his mouth. He slowly, got up to his knees, then, leaning against the tomb, he stood.
"Hirmianal!" he cried in a raspy voice. Hirmianal turned; shock twisted his face to see the elf standing. Legolas slowly twisted the cap off of the vial. A gray smoke rose from it, leaving the smell of fire in the air. Legolas stood there, not exactly sure what to do know.
"Drink it!" cried Aragorn, now standing as well. Legolas swallowed down the foul-tasting liquid and gasped. He couldn't breath, nor speak. It took him moments to find that he didn't need to. He glared at Hirmianal. Legolas threw the vial down on the ground, shattering it to pieces. Words echoed throughout the temple, bouncing off the walls to Hirmianal's ears. Legolas's eyes narrowed.
"~Duona, Huina, Elven jura girandia.~" the words where almost a whisper. They grew louder. "~Deer Froth, huresha golderm beast!~" Legolas felt almost all air leave his body. It felt hot in his throat, and fired at Hirmianal. Hirmianal was soon surrounded by gray smoke.
"No!" he cried, clutching his eyes. Legolas and Aragorn watched the smoke fade and Hirmianal was now a pile of ashes on the floor.
The smoke flew out of the temple, and screams of defeat were heard from outside. Aragorn smiled.
"We did it." he turned to Legolas. "We did it!" Legolas couldn't hear him. He clutched his chest, gasping for breath. Aragorn's smile faded as the elf fell to the ground.