Sorry it took me so long to update, but I was gone over the weekend to
visit a college. Please continue to review, I was ecstatic to actually see
three positive reviews when I returned home! I would love to know what
people think of my action writing; I am not sure if I add enough to the
description, so please review! Also, I am still busy this week with
meetings and ceremonies, but I hope to finish this next section by the end
of this week. Thank you again!
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Haemerethwen cautiously walked in the silent field, focusing on anticipating any unseen foe through either sight or sound. She pulled the heavy hood of her cloak over her golden hair to guarantee that her position remain hidden; in her departure from Eryn Lasgalen she had gathered brown and green clothes to disguise her within the forest until she arrived to lands closer to her own. She eclipsed the moon's light with her new clothes and her footsteps were both unheard and unseen, leaving her unnoticeable within a world that scavenged every detail.
The field was too silent for the anxious Elf; she was unaccustomed to these surroundings as her eyes scoured the land for some sort of wood to bring back to the camp. There was no wind to rustle the leaves nor no animal to startle other creatures, leaving her desperate to conceal all unnatural sounds. Although her eyes were talented in seeing much left unseen by others, the field was dark enough that even a single tree would go unnoticed until she was but ten feet away.
She hastily but carefully picked up the random pieces of wood lying around the field until she had enough to carry within her arms. With her hands grasping on the wood, she became flustered in her inability to quickly grab upon either her axe or bow in need of it. However, she quickened her pace, determined to return to Legolas with no ruinous situation to disturb them. Retracing her steps, she began to feel comfortable when she recognized trees that where within five minutes of their site. Smiling, she welcomed another quicker pace and began to think of the events that occurred throughout the day.
In mid-step, she suddenly felt a pang of fear strike into her consciousness. She immediately stopped, concentrating on her surroundings to estimate why this sudden emotion appeared. Her eyes and ears picked up nothing, but her mind continued to sense some sort of approaching evil. 'It cannot be the Orcs', she thought, 'This fear derives not from that cold evil.' Confused, she searched her memory for some kind of reminder of where this evil was last felt, but she could not remember an instance. Whatever the upcoming foe was, it was approaching quickly and leaving her with little to react.
She immediately threw the wood into a nearby bush, hoping that this enemy would not search the area to understand her whereabouts. She then gracefully grabbed onto the lowest branch of the nearest tree; swinging first one leg and then the other over the branch, she twisted her body into the tree. After securing herself, she loudly whistled into the night, signaling Legolas to take notice of the threat. At this point, she began to hear and feel the upcoming threat. The ground shook under the weight of the bodies and Haemerethwen paled slightly when she realized that only three caused the tremendous shaking of the ground. They were sprinting towards the area where she hid and as she climbed higher within the tree, she could slightly see their shapes in the moonlight.
The creatures were huge, greatly surpassing the height of both men and Elves. Their bodies were noticeably wide and strong as the glistening sweat outlined their shape. She recognized them to be trolls, but she was bewildered by their agility and their fierceness; she had never remembered trolls to be so fast. As she watched them, the three split up into slightly different directions, but ultimately leading them to the Elves. 'Something is strange about these trolls,' she marveled, 'For they attack with a plan, not with just mere hunger.' She slowly pulled an arrow out and fitted it into her bow, deciding to attack that which was closest.
Waiting a minute longer, she caught sight of one of the creatures about fifty yards away. Following the sprinting troll with her arrow, she let go of the taut string when it had passed and she was behind it. It flew straight and true, embedding itself in the thick scales of the creature in between the shoulder blades. Crying out in fierce agony, the evil thing stopped and desperately tried to pull out the lodged arrow. It turned in two successive circles and after understanding it could not be removed, it turned its loathsome yellow eyes towards the area where his attacker was. The other two creatures that had heard their companion's cry were also heading toward the tree were Haemerethwen hid, scouring the land to catch a glimpse of the disguised enemy. The arrow revealed that it was probably an Elf, delighting the trolls in their discovery of another tantalizing treat.
Haemerethwen noticed that the creatures were now heading towards her and she ducked within the foliage, hoping that they did not exactly know where she was. She was lucky that the trolls did not know her exact position, but they understood from the angle that the arrow pierced their companion's skin that she was situated in a tree. Sucking in her breath, she watched them scour the land with their yellow-green eyes for the tree she was located in. However, her clothes hid them from her eyes and the leaves separated her from being distinctly seen within the background.
Unfortunately, the creatures began to tire of just utilizing their eyes and began to slam the surrounding trees with their hammers, resulting in the tree either breaking or being completely pushed out of the ground. It was at this point that Haemerethwen noticed the huge hammers and black shields the trolls wielded, both gripped by threatening claws that could easily clutch and break her in one grasp. 'Where is Legolas?' she thought as she watched the trees quickly become torn down until just two remained. One of the three cried out in anticipation of catching the Elf, making her take notice of the numerous sharp teeth it contained within its snapping jaw.
Then all three began to approach her tree, quickly surrounding it and grinning in ferociousness as they licked their black lips. Haemerethwen gripped onto the trunk of the tree, knowing that the upcoming shakes would easily cause her to lose balance unless she stabilized herself. She watched as they raised their black hammers into the night and raised their shields, preparing for the Elf's attacks on them. Her arms hugged the tree stronger as all three suddenly forced themselves upon the defenseless tree. Teeth chattering from the power of the blow, she regained her grasp onto the tree almost as quickly as she had lost it. Immediately they attacked the tree again, causing her to totally lose her grip on the tree's trunk and only her legs twisting around the branch preventing her fall into the creature's hands.
Just before the creatures attacked again, she threw one of her small rings at the next tree, creating a dull sound as it struck against the wood. The creatures cried out in rage as they straightened and then sprinted at the accompanying tree, leaving her enough time to swing back over the branch and crouch on it. She pulled out an arrow and aimed it at the same troll that she had first attacked, but this time she aimed for the kill. When it had raised its hammer above its head, she released her hand from the taut string and watched the arrow sing through the night. It caught the creature in the front of the neck, ripping through his trachea as the black, rancid blood gushed out of him and onto the ground. The surprised creature stumbled and gripped at his slashed throat, trying to release a moan but only resulting in spitting out its own blood. It quickly fell to the ground, shaking the land with its tremendous weight.
The other two creatures roared out into the silent night, causing the she-Elf to pale slightly at the animosity and power it contained as it ripped through the air and pounded her lithe body. They doubled their speed and aimed at the already slightly broken tree she was crouching at; however, instead of her gripping a hold of the tree again, she pulled out another arrow and attacked the troll on the right. Its effect on the creature was miniscule, its blood burning so deftly that it was hardly even hindered from its attack on the tree. She continued to release arrows at the creatures, aiming for the arm, shoulder and face, but the creatures threw up their shields and deflected her attempts. She grasped onto the tree as they impacted the tree with their metal shields, but the power was so great that it fiercely threw her off the tree. Landing on her right side, she heard a sickening snap and immediately gasped out as she felt the intense pain originating from her shoulder. She tried to shift her body so she could rise, but the pain was so vicious that she could not move from her position without feeling nauseous and seeing white spots floating within her vision.
All of a sudden, she heard the cracking of the tree as the creatures had completely ripped its roots from the soil. She slightly turned her head and watched the gigantic tree falling towards her, its branches and trunk threatening to land upon her already broken body. She winced as one of the piercing branches sliced the ground just inches from her neck and the leaves brushing against her face. She waited a few seconds for the return of the creatures, but when they did not show their face, she strained her ears to understand how they were to approach her.
'This pain must be disturbing my senses,' she decided, 'For I almost seem to hear the sound of metal against metal.' However, her senses were accurate; Legolas, after hearing her warning whistle, had stopped his activities of setting up the camp and immediately rushed into the surrounding field, searching for where she was within the darkness. He scanned the area with his eyes as he ran along a path similar to the one she followed, his bow and arrow drawn and threatening all that remained unseen. He immediately stopped when he began to feel the same evil that Haemerethwen had felt, but unlike her, he knew the creature that created this emotion.
"Olog-hai," he disgustingly spitted into the air. His eyes narrowed and his face turned to stone as he continued upon his way in the darkness, slowing down to understand where the creatures were approaching from and where his friend might be. As he crept closer, he suddenly realized that there were three attacking creatures, all immense in size and sprinting towards the area where he then stood. He whistled into the night, trying to understand where the she-Elf was located; but she gave no reply. Suddenly the scream of one of the creatures pierced the night and the hair on his neck bristled thinking of the power the creature held. He picked up his pace and sprinted into the night, the air whipping his golden hair behind as his blue eyes continued to scavenger the land for his hidden companion.
The intensity of the evil grew stronger with each accompanying step and soon he heard the sounds of the Olog-hai beating upon something; it sounded like wood, but he prayed to Elbereth that it was not a caught she- Elf. As he continued to run, he heard trees being ripped from the ground and the roaring sound of the creatures as they searched for the Elf within the trees. When he caught sight of the creatures at the base of one of the trees, he ducked behind a bush and took notice of the entire situation. They were attacking a tree with immense power that he knew the she-Elf could not withstand for more than a few hits.
He pulled out his bow and attached an arrow to the string, deciding that he would fire upon them before they could achieve another hit. However, right before he was to release his arrow, he heard the whistle of another arrow throughout the night; the arrow had sliced through one of the Olog-hai's throats and almost instantly killed him. The surprised Legolas then realized that Haemerethwen was in the tree right in front of him and was continuing to attack the two remaining creatures as they surrounded the tree she had positioned herself upon. Quickly, Legolas released his arrow at one of the enemies, but it was deflected as the Olog-hai quickly utilized their shields against the she-Elf's attacks.
He quickly pulled another arrow to his bow, but he knew that it would be a waste of an arrow to attack the creature with its stealth shield blocking the attack. He clenched his jaw as he watched the two creatures slam into the tree she was located in, resulting in the female elf to fall out of the tree and land hard on her right shoulder. He winced as he heard a bone snap, but immediately turned his attention from his fallen comrade to that of the remaining two attackers. They were continuing to push at the tree, trying to force it to fall on the hurt Elf.
Legolas released an arrow at one of the focused Olog-hai, piercing it between the ribs. The creature cried out in pain from the lodged arrow, but almost instantly directed his yellowish eyes upon the standing Elf. The other creature had successfully pushed the tree onto the she-Elf as its companion was hurt, causing Legolas to suck in his breath as he watched the helpless Elf become trapped underneath the weight of the branches. He quickly pulled out two arrows and aimed them at the unharmed creature, determined to flaw both of them before he would have to take out either his sword or daggers and fight hand to hand.
The two arrows stuck into the Olog-hai's left arm, rendering the arm unusable by the creature. Both bellowing out in animosity, the loathsome creatures attacked the Elf that stood but thirty feet away. One of the creatures swung its hammer at Legolas' head, causing him to duck and feel the swish of the missing attack over his head. Immediately the other creature pounded its hammer at the ground where Legolas stood, forcing the Elf to roll to the right and in between the other Olog-hai's legs. However, as he rolled he pulled out one of his daggers and embedded it into the back of the creature's knee. Its leg snapped forward and it staggered as it tried to regain its balance from its injured leg. As Legolas rose, he took his other dagger and hurled it at the other creature, catching the filthy Olog-hai at the connection of his neck and shoulder. Its wound sprayed forth foul blood and the evil creature quickly ripped out the Elven weapon and flung it at the ground, roaring out in pain and anger.
Legolas then drew his sword, shining in the moonlight and threatening the two creatures to attack him. The one with the wound in its neck gripped at him with his powerful claws, trying to grab hold of the agile Elf. However, Legolas quickly back-stepped and then swung his sword upon the Olog-hai's grasping hand, causing the creature to bellow in pain as it pierced through both muscle and bone. Blood spewed forth where the hand had just recently been attached and the overwhelmed creature raised it to its face, trying to understand how the Elf had successfully escaped its attack.
Legolas then focused his sights upon the other limping Olog-hai, who was gasping for breath as the blood seeped into his lungs from the arrow piercing its chest. It again swung its hammer at the ground where the Elf stood; he easily side-stepped it and counterattacked with his sword, but the creature was too quick and blocked it with its shield. The creature then pushed the Elf forcefully backward with its shield, causing him to stumble to regain his balance. However, the Olog-hai powerfully shoved him backwards and he fell, causing him to drop his guard for a second. He immediately noticed the metal hammer flying towards his face and he quickly rolled to the side, hoping to escape from its crushing blow. Fortunately, he did, but was not so lucky the next attack the creature attempted. His sword was caught between the ground and hammer and the creature's clutching claw was quickly coming towards him. He let his grasp of the sword go and rolled forwards, again escaping the attack by just a few seconds.
He quickly pulled out his bow and arrow as he continued to walk further away from the two Olog-hai. He released one arrow into the creature that had just attacked him, piercing him in the forehead. The unfortunate creature's eyes rolled back as the arrow shot through the backside of his head, causing rotten blood and organs to shoot out along it with it. The blood and accompanying brain matter flowed down the Olog- hai's face and it quickly fell to the ground.
Next, Legolas directed his attention to the other creature, still confused and hurt from the infliction that Legolas caused. The Elf ran back to his now free sword and sternly gripped onto the handle, preparing himself to mercilessly annihilate the creature. He slowly walked towards the creature with the sword by his side, watching the creature trying to free itself of the arrows lodged his arm, but to no avail since his hand was cut off. Legolas raised his sword as the creature recognized the approaching Elf and ferociously screamed at him. The sword slipped through the air and easily sliced the Olog-hai's rough abdomen. Blood and entrails rushed out of the opening, landing on the ground with a disgusting, wet sound. The creature shuddered and dropped to its knees, moaning with its death. It quickly fell to its side while the blood pooled around its body.
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Haemerethwen cautiously walked in the silent field, focusing on anticipating any unseen foe through either sight or sound. She pulled the heavy hood of her cloak over her golden hair to guarantee that her position remain hidden; in her departure from Eryn Lasgalen she had gathered brown and green clothes to disguise her within the forest until she arrived to lands closer to her own. She eclipsed the moon's light with her new clothes and her footsteps were both unheard and unseen, leaving her unnoticeable within a world that scavenged every detail.
The field was too silent for the anxious Elf; she was unaccustomed to these surroundings as her eyes scoured the land for some sort of wood to bring back to the camp. There was no wind to rustle the leaves nor no animal to startle other creatures, leaving her desperate to conceal all unnatural sounds. Although her eyes were talented in seeing much left unseen by others, the field was dark enough that even a single tree would go unnoticed until she was but ten feet away.
She hastily but carefully picked up the random pieces of wood lying around the field until she had enough to carry within her arms. With her hands grasping on the wood, she became flustered in her inability to quickly grab upon either her axe or bow in need of it. However, she quickened her pace, determined to return to Legolas with no ruinous situation to disturb them. Retracing her steps, she began to feel comfortable when she recognized trees that where within five minutes of their site. Smiling, she welcomed another quicker pace and began to think of the events that occurred throughout the day.
In mid-step, she suddenly felt a pang of fear strike into her consciousness. She immediately stopped, concentrating on her surroundings to estimate why this sudden emotion appeared. Her eyes and ears picked up nothing, but her mind continued to sense some sort of approaching evil. 'It cannot be the Orcs', she thought, 'This fear derives not from that cold evil.' Confused, she searched her memory for some kind of reminder of where this evil was last felt, but she could not remember an instance. Whatever the upcoming foe was, it was approaching quickly and leaving her with little to react.
She immediately threw the wood into a nearby bush, hoping that this enemy would not search the area to understand her whereabouts. She then gracefully grabbed onto the lowest branch of the nearest tree; swinging first one leg and then the other over the branch, she twisted her body into the tree. After securing herself, she loudly whistled into the night, signaling Legolas to take notice of the threat. At this point, she began to hear and feel the upcoming threat. The ground shook under the weight of the bodies and Haemerethwen paled slightly when she realized that only three caused the tremendous shaking of the ground. They were sprinting towards the area where she hid and as she climbed higher within the tree, she could slightly see their shapes in the moonlight.
The creatures were huge, greatly surpassing the height of both men and Elves. Their bodies were noticeably wide and strong as the glistening sweat outlined their shape. She recognized them to be trolls, but she was bewildered by their agility and their fierceness; she had never remembered trolls to be so fast. As she watched them, the three split up into slightly different directions, but ultimately leading them to the Elves. 'Something is strange about these trolls,' she marveled, 'For they attack with a plan, not with just mere hunger.' She slowly pulled an arrow out and fitted it into her bow, deciding to attack that which was closest.
Waiting a minute longer, she caught sight of one of the creatures about fifty yards away. Following the sprinting troll with her arrow, she let go of the taut string when it had passed and she was behind it. It flew straight and true, embedding itself in the thick scales of the creature in between the shoulder blades. Crying out in fierce agony, the evil thing stopped and desperately tried to pull out the lodged arrow. It turned in two successive circles and after understanding it could not be removed, it turned its loathsome yellow eyes towards the area where his attacker was. The other two creatures that had heard their companion's cry were also heading toward the tree were Haemerethwen hid, scouring the land to catch a glimpse of the disguised enemy. The arrow revealed that it was probably an Elf, delighting the trolls in their discovery of another tantalizing treat.
Haemerethwen noticed that the creatures were now heading towards her and she ducked within the foliage, hoping that they did not exactly know where she was. She was lucky that the trolls did not know her exact position, but they understood from the angle that the arrow pierced their companion's skin that she was situated in a tree. Sucking in her breath, she watched them scour the land with their yellow-green eyes for the tree she was located in. However, her clothes hid them from her eyes and the leaves separated her from being distinctly seen within the background.
Unfortunately, the creatures began to tire of just utilizing their eyes and began to slam the surrounding trees with their hammers, resulting in the tree either breaking or being completely pushed out of the ground. It was at this point that Haemerethwen noticed the huge hammers and black shields the trolls wielded, both gripped by threatening claws that could easily clutch and break her in one grasp. 'Where is Legolas?' she thought as she watched the trees quickly become torn down until just two remained. One of the three cried out in anticipation of catching the Elf, making her take notice of the numerous sharp teeth it contained within its snapping jaw.
Then all three began to approach her tree, quickly surrounding it and grinning in ferociousness as they licked their black lips. Haemerethwen gripped onto the trunk of the tree, knowing that the upcoming shakes would easily cause her to lose balance unless she stabilized herself. She watched as they raised their black hammers into the night and raised their shields, preparing for the Elf's attacks on them. Her arms hugged the tree stronger as all three suddenly forced themselves upon the defenseless tree. Teeth chattering from the power of the blow, she regained her grasp onto the tree almost as quickly as she had lost it. Immediately they attacked the tree again, causing her to totally lose her grip on the tree's trunk and only her legs twisting around the branch preventing her fall into the creature's hands.
Just before the creatures attacked again, she threw one of her small rings at the next tree, creating a dull sound as it struck against the wood. The creatures cried out in rage as they straightened and then sprinted at the accompanying tree, leaving her enough time to swing back over the branch and crouch on it. She pulled out an arrow and aimed it at the same troll that she had first attacked, but this time she aimed for the kill. When it had raised its hammer above its head, she released her hand from the taut string and watched the arrow sing through the night. It caught the creature in the front of the neck, ripping through his trachea as the black, rancid blood gushed out of him and onto the ground. The surprised creature stumbled and gripped at his slashed throat, trying to release a moan but only resulting in spitting out its own blood. It quickly fell to the ground, shaking the land with its tremendous weight.
The other two creatures roared out into the silent night, causing the she-Elf to pale slightly at the animosity and power it contained as it ripped through the air and pounded her lithe body. They doubled their speed and aimed at the already slightly broken tree she was crouching at; however, instead of her gripping a hold of the tree again, she pulled out another arrow and attacked the troll on the right. Its effect on the creature was miniscule, its blood burning so deftly that it was hardly even hindered from its attack on the tree. She continued to release arrows at the creatures, aiming for the arm, shoulder and face, but the creatures threw up their shields and deflected her attempts. She grasped onto the tree as they impacted the tree with their metal shields, but the power was so great that it fiercely threw her off the tree. Landing on her right side, she heard a sickening snap and immediately gasped out as she felt the intense pain originating from her shoulder. She tried to shift her body so she could rise, but the pain was so vicious that she could not move from her position without feeling nauseous and seeing white spots floating within her vision.
All of a sudden, she heard the cracking of the tree as the creatures had completely ripped its roots from the soil. She slightly turned her head and watched the gigantic tree falling towards her, its branches and trunk threatening to land upon her already broken body. She winced as one of the piercing branches sliced the ground just inches from her neck and the leaves brushing against her face. She waited a few seconds for the return of the creatures, but when they did not show their face, she strained her ears to understand how they were to approach her.
'This pain must be disturbing my senses,' she decided, 'For I almost seem to hear the sound of metal against metal.' However, her senses were accurate; Legolas, after hearing her warning whistle, had stopped his activities of setting up the camp and immediately rushed into the surrounding field, searching for where she was within the darkness. He scanned the area with his eyes as he ran along a path similar to the one she followed, his bow and arrow drawn and threatening all that remained unseen. He immediately stopped when he began to feel the same evil that Haemerethwen had felt, but unlike her, he knew the creature that created this emotion.
"Olog-hai," he disgustingly spitted into the air. His eyes narrowed and his face turned to stone as he continued upon his way in the darkness, slowing down to understand where the creatures were approaching from and where his friend might be. As he crept closer, he suddenly realized that there were three attacking creatures, all immense in size and sprinting towards the area where he then stood. He whistled into the night, trying to understand where the she-Elf was located; but she gave no reply. Suddenly the scream of one of the creatures pierced the night and the hair on his neck bristled thinking of the power the creature held. He picked up his pace and sprinted into the night, the air whipping his golden hair behind as his blue eyes continued to scavenger the land for his hidden companion.
The intensity of the evil grew stronger with each accompanying step and soon he heard the sounds of the Olog-hai beating upon something; it sounded like wood, but he prayed to Elbereth that it was not a caught she- Elf. As he continued to run, he heard trees being ripped from the ground and the roaring sound of the creatures as they searched for the Elf within the trees. When he caught sight of the creatures at the base of one of the trees, he ducked behind a bush and took notice of the entire situation. They were attacking a tree with immense power that he knew the she-Elf could not withstand for more than a few hits.
He pulled out his bow and attached an arrow to the string, deciding that he would fire upon them before they could achieve another hit. However, right before he was to release his arrow, he heard the whistle of another arrow throughout the night; the arrow had sliced through one of the Olog-hai's throats and almost instantly killed him. The surprised Legolas then realized that Haemerethwen was in the tree right in front of him and was continuing to attack the two remaining creatures as they surrounded the tree she had positioned herself upon. Quickly, Legolas released his arrow at one of the enemies, but it was deflected as the Olog-hai quickly utilized their shields against the she-Elf's attacks.
He quickly pulled another arrow to his bow, but he knew that it would be a waste of an arrow to attack the creature with its stealth shield blocking the attack. He clenched his jaw as he watched the two creatures slam into the tree she was located in, resulting in the female elf to fall out of the tree and land hard on her right shoulder. He winced as he heard a bone snap, but immediately turned his attention from his fallen comrade to that of the remaining two attackers. They were continuing to push at the tree, trying to force it to fall on the hurt Elf.
Legolas released an arrow at one of the focused Olog-hai, piercing it between the ribs. The creature cried out in pain from the lodged arrow, but almost instantly directed his yellowish eyes upon the standing Elf. The other creature had successfully pushed the tree onto the she-Elf as its companion was hurt, causing Legolas to suck in his breath as he watched the helpless Elf become trapped underneath the weight of the branches. He quickly pulled out two arrows and aimed them at the unharmed creature, determined to flaw both of them before he would have to take out either his sword or daggers and fight hand to hand.
The two arrows stuck into the Olog-hai's left arm, rendering the arm unusable by the creature. Both bellowing out in animosity, the loathsome creatures attacked the Elf that stood but thirty feet away. One of the creatures swung its hammer at Legolas' head, causing him to duck and feel the swish of the missing attack over his head. Immediately the other creature pounded its hammer at the ground where Legolas stood, forcing the Elf to roll to the right and in between the other Olog-hai's legs. However, as he rolled he pulled out one of his daggers and embedded it into the back of the creature's knee. Its leg snapped forward and it staggered as it tried to regain its balance from its injured leg. As Legolas rose, he took his other dagger and hurled it at the other creature, catching the filthy Olog-hai at the connection of his neck and shoulder. Its wound sprayed forth foul blood and the evil creature quickly ripped out the Elven weapon and flung it at the ground, roaring out in pain and anger.
Legolas then drew his sword, shining in the moonlight and threatening the two creatures to attack him. The one with the wound in its neck gripped at him with his powerful claws, trying to grab hold of the agile Elf. However, Legolas quickly back-stepped and then swung his sword upon the Olog-hai's grasping hand, causing the creature to bellow in pain as it pierced through both muscle and bone. Blood spewed forth where the hand had just recently been attached and the overwhelmed creature raised it to its face, trying to understand how the Elf had successfully escaped its attack.
Legolas then focused his sights upon the other limping Olog-hai, who was gasping for breath as the blood seeped into his lungs from the arrow piercing its chest. It again swung its hammer at the ground where the Elf stood; he easily side-stepped it and counterattacked with his sword, but the creature was too quick and blocked it with its shield. The creature then pushed the Elf forcefully backward with its shield, causing him to stumble to regain his balance. However, the Olog-hai powerfully shoved him backwards and he fell, causing him to drop his guard for a second. He immediately noticed the metal hammer flying towards his face and he quickly rolled to the side, hoping to escape from its crushing blow. Fortunately, he did, but was not so lucky the next attack the creature attempted. His sword was caught between the ground and hammer and the creature's clutching claw was quickly coming towards him. He let his grasp of the sword go and rolled forwards, again escaping the attack by just a few seconds.
He quickly pulled out his bow and arrow as he continued to walk further away from the two Olog-hai. He released one arrow into the creature that had just attacked him, piercing him in the forehead. The unfortunate creature's eyes rolled back as the arrow shot through the backside of his head, causing rotten blood and organs to shoot out along it with it. The blood and accompanying brain matter flowed down the Olog- hai's face and it quickly fell to the ground.
Next, Legolas directed his attention to the other creature, still confused and hurt from the infliction that Legolas caused. The Elf ran back to his now free sword and sternly gripped onto the handle, preparing himself to mercilessly annihilate the creature. He slowly walked towards the creature with the sword by his side, watching the creature trying to free itself of the arrows lodged his arm, but to no avail since his hand was cut off. Legolas raised his sword as the creature recognized the approaching Elf and ferociously screamed at him. The sword slipped through the air and easily sliced the Olog-hai's rough abdomen. Blood and entrails rushed out of the opening, landing on the ground with a disgusting, wet sound. The creature shuddered and dropped to its knees, moaning with its death. It quickly fell to its side while the blood pooled around its body.