#69 From Afar
The Battle of Morannon was not going well for the Free People of Middle Earth. The enemy was gaining the upper hand very quickly, and the allies had no idea just how long they were going to be able to hold out. Everywhere one looked, one could see their friends lying dead or near death.
Orcs, wargs, trolls, and the like were surrounding the brave soldiers who were doing everything they could to give Frodo as much time as they could to destroy the One Ring. But now it looked as if that was not going to happen for in the sky above, the mightiest of Sauron's forces the Nazgûl were swooping down tearing the small army apart.
Just as they were about to give up all hopes of ever winning, the sound of wings and the screeches of the Eagles of Manwë could be heard from afar. Help had finally come! "Look, the Eagles are coming!" Pippin cried out as the sounds of cheers erupted all around. They might have still been outnumbered, but at least the odds were more even, even if just for a few moments.