Lasdir was on patrol duty. He was into a new habit. He would strike up conversations with people wherever he could. He was working his way up. Even though he didn't want to admit it, he knew his objective was to strike up a conversation with Celibana. But Lasdir had a more important thing on his mind. Celeburn had been sent to lead the West Lorien Brigade, leaving Lasdir to command the East Lorien Brigade.
But that is when they came. The Dalek Ship began to fly down upon East Lorien. Out of the ship emerged a squadron of Daleks- but that was when the West Lorien Brigade arrived to rally with the East Lorien Brigade.
"Daleks! Open fire! Launch arrows, Elves!" cried Celeburn, as he lead the West Lorien Brigade. But that was a futile display of resistance.
"EXTERMINATE! EXTERMINATE! EXTERMINATE! EXTERMINATE!" cried the Daleks in absolute symphony. Soon enough, the last of the West Lorien Brigade was running.
"Hold your ground. We call for a negotiation. Should that fail, the magic of the High Ones must be turned to absolute destruction of the Daleks," declared Lasdir, using his authority as the captain of the East Lorien Brigade.
Out of the West Lorien Brigade, only Celeburn and the last of his royal guard made it out. The field was strewn with bodies. Once more, another devastating Dalek victory. They hadn't heard of Eldarion's fate, but they had realized how powerful the Daleks were.
Dalek X emerged as head of the Daleks.
"I am Dalek X. You are humbled. You have surrendered. This makes me happy," said Dalek X, in a gleeful, mad way. "I am glad you came to talk to me. It only makes me happier to kill those who I know. I'm in charge here- second in command of all Daleks invading Arda at the moment. Prepare to be EXTERMINATED! I hope you enjoy the last futile moments of your existence- or rather, CRINGE IN TERROR! YOU CANNOT SURVIVE!"
Lasdir was terrified. He knew this is what Dalek X wanted, to torture him before his death, but he was tortured, tortured well and good. Dalek X fired.
