The time came for us to take our positions for battle. I helped the others get into their armor. I did a quick morph to see how mine would hold up. The chainmail held strong as I changed to Tyrant, it covered my upper torso well. Legolas handed Aragorn his sword.
"We have trusted you this far and you have not led us astray. Forgive me. I was wrong to despair."
"Ú-moe edhored, Legolas." Aragorn said.
Gimli came in with his armor dragging the floor. "If we had time, I'd get this adjusted. It's a little tight across the chest."
"Yeah sure," I giggled.
The sound of a horn came from outside the gates. My heart skipped several beats. The four of us ran outside to see an army of elves entering the gates. Haldir stood before Aragorn.
"I bring word from Elrond of Rivendell. An alliance once existed between Elves and Men. Long ago we fought and died together. We come to honour that allegiance. We are proud to fight alongside men, once more."
I stood with Legolas and Gimli along one of the walls overlooking the scenery. The army of Orcs and Uruk-Hai approached. There had to have been tens of thousands of them. I suddenly felt more afraid than I had ever been in my life as an Animorph. It would take a miracle for us to win this battle.
"You could have picked a better spot," Gimli groaned. The wall stood higher than him and he couldn't see anything.
Aragorn came up to me. "Should they breach the gates I want you to guard the keep. Protect the women and children."
I nodded. Aragorn told the elves not to show any mercy because would not receive any themselves. Gimli was beginning to get impatient.
"What's going on out there?"
I saw a smile appear on Legolas' face. "Shall I describe it to you? Or would you like me to find you a box?"
"Don't make me separate you two," I said in a motherly tone.
Gimli and Legolas laughed. Then an Orc was shot accidently by one of the elves. They roared in anger and charged. The battle had begun. The elves fired, then Théoden's men released an assualt of arrows themselves.
"Anybody hit anything?" Gimli asked.
The Uruk-Hai began climbing ladders and entering the fortress. I morphed and attacked. Gimli struck down an Orc.
"Legolas, two already!" he cheered.
"I'm on seventeen!" he shot two more Orcs. "Nineteen!"
"I'll have no pointy-ear outscoring me!" he yelled and began swinging his axe.
This had now turned into a battle of egoes.
"Ú-moe edhored, Legolas." ("There is nothing to forgive, Legolas.")