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Beta: Aranel
23.
"Well, it's true enough for me. I'm the one patching you up whenever you get hurt," Aragorn teased his friend, even as he heard another arrow whistle by, this time much closer to him. He shifted himself. Time to speak softer.
"Me? You have to patch me up?" Legolas' incredulity was evident even in his soft voice.
"Why do I deserve this?" Gimli grunted, wiping the sweat from his forehead. His friends could actually tease each other even with such a torrent of arrows coming at them. And he had a bad feeling that this was not the first time.