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The orcs, three of them, were in a group. They were left behind that morning when the sun rose quickly on their company, and took shelter in the shadow of a house. Their fear of the sun was forgotten when they saw the Gondorian maiden standing in plain view on the shore.
All arrows had hit their mark. The three smiled to each other in victory, but frowns of fear overtook them when they saw a man appear with her.
"There may be more. Let's go." said one orc, promptly turning and scuttling between one shadow and the next. The others followed suit, slowly creeping from the ruined city.