They were elves. Elves from Lothlorien. They had come to help the people. Before the Elves had come, people had not had a chance, but now it looked different. I could have guessed that this battle was decisive. If it was won by the Elves and people, my father would no longer give me mercy, I knew that, and it scared me.

With the darkness came the Uruks and there were many. Much more than I had imagined. I stood on the wall next to Legolas and Gimli. Aragorn arrived and stood behind Gimli. "Whatever luck may bring you," Gimli said, "May the night last." He was too small and could only look down when he jumped just so over the walls. A lightning bolt shrugged across the sky and I knew that this was Saruman's work. "Your friends are Aragorn with you," Legolas said. "They may survive the night, too," Gimli said, looking forward to Legolas, but he smiled only briefly. Another lightning flashed across the sky and it started to rain. I looked down to the Uruks. There were many. Why was I on this page? It wasn't my place to stand here between elves and people. I would regret it and forgive me my father wouldn't forgive me. I turned around and wanted to leave, but Legolas held me. "Hey," he said, "Where do you want to go?" I pinched my eyes. "We need you here," he told me. This gave me the rest, because now I couldn't decide anymore. "I can't," I told him. "Of course, you can," Legolas said softly, "These are Uruks. I'm sure your father would be proud of you if you help people in need." My face became cold and my eyes sad. "You don't know anything about me and my family!" I said to him, tearing me off. "Luénna," Legolas said, but I turned around and left my seat. I sat down on the stone stairs and tears flowed down my cheeks. I had never cried before, but this conflict within me could no longer be endured. I wanted to make my father proud, but the whole world stood up to me and I had no idea how to do anything here. I should have followed the ring carrier and stabbed the two hobbits from behind. After all, there were only two little halflings who couldn't fight, and it would have been a breeze to get the ring. My father would have been happy with me and everything would be fine. At least for me and for him. I looked around. The men and boys at the ramparts looked anxious. Many of them were too weak, at least the boys. A little boy looked at me and, in his eyes, I saw something that gave me courage. I think it was hope. I had to make up my mind now. At least for this battle. I couldn't tell my own blood, but I couldn't let these boys die for no reason. I got up. For this battle I would fight against the Uruks. It was wrong of my father to attack people. I ran back to Legolas and Gimli and when Legolas saw me, he smiled at me. The Uruks had lined up and stomped on the ground, and Aragorn ordered the archers to aim at them, but not yet to shoot. Since I didn't have a bow, I just stood next to it and waited. Suddenly one of the Uruks was hit by an arrow and feel lifeless to the ground. It had been one of the people. The Uruks roared and screamed, then attacked. The archers on our side killed some Uruks, but soon they shot at us with their crossbows. The first elves and people were hit and finally the Uruks came up with ladders and I drew my sword. I quickly supplanted the feelings of guilt towards my father. I killed some Uruks. Legolas and Gimli shouted at each other how many Uruks they had already killed, and Legolas was clearly ahead. Gimli didn't like this at all, and he shouted, "I won't let a pointed ear beat me!" There he was again, the dispute between elves and dwarves. I had to grin. I saw a Uruk lifting his sword behind Legolas and didn't hesitate for long. I pulled out my knife and hurled it at the Uruk. The knife hit him, and he flipped over dead. Legolas smiled gratefully at me and I smiled back. But I had to concentrate. I killed two Uruks next to me and pushed a third down the wall. Suddenly I heard Aragorn shouting, "Bring him down Legolas! Bring him down!" A Uruk ran towards a small shaft with a shining torch. Legolas hit Uruk on the shoulder, but he ran on. A second arrow swayed the Uruk, but it jumped into the shaft at the last moment. I shrugged because of a loud bang. Much of the wall flew into the air. The Elves and people who had stood on this part were whirled through the air and landed rather unscathed on the ground. Whether they had survived this fall, I could not see from here, because the Uruks stormed through the big hole in the wall into the fortress. I swirled around and put my sword in the throat of a Uruk who wanted to grab me. I knew that this part of the fortress was lost and watched as I fought my way into a safe area. I wasn't safe anywhere. A Uruk stormed towards me from the side, but I was still struggling with another Uruk. Just the moment the Uruk tried to stab me, I managed to kill the other Uruk and I turned to the Uruk. He was terrified and retreated. Then he turned around and ran away. I looked at him in amazement, but I thought what he had seen. I briefly rubbed my eyes and then ran into a safe part. I had no injuries, but blood of the Uruks was scattered in my face. Gradually, the other rings of the fortress had to be abandoned and only a few were found in the halls. Legolas, Gimli, and Aragorn were also there. The fight was lost. And we all knew that, but Aragorn didn't want to understand it. "Get out and fight!" he said to Theoden. "For death and glory," Theoden replied weakly. "For Rohan," Aragorn said emphatically, "For your people!" "The sun is on," Gimli interjected suddenly, and he was right. Uruk sharks didn't really like daylight, which could provide an advantage. The only question was whether I wanted to. "Yes," said Theoden at once, "The Horn Helmet Hammerhand should sound in the gorge. One last time." "Yes," Gimli said, running off. I looked at Legolas who helped the soldiers at the gate to keep it. He, too, had not given up hope. "grim deeds awake, up to anger, to perforate, and to kill bloody!" cried Theoden, after which Gimli made the horn sound on the tower. Then it happened, the Uruks broke through the gate and the soldiers were pushed back. "On Eorlingas!" was Theoden's call before he rode to the Uruks, followed by the soldiers. Legolas, who had also climbed on his horse, held his hand to me. Without really thinking about it, I grabbed her, and he pulled me up. We rode fast and at first it was hard for me not to fall off the horse and still kill the Uruks with my sword, but I quickly got the hang of it. Suddenly I discovered a white light on the mountain. Everyone paused, for it was Gandalf and Shadowfax. He said something you couldn't understand down here and Eomer rode next to him. He shouted, "Rohirrim!" and the riders who had recently threatened us with spears followed him, with raised swords. "Eomer," Theoden noted with surprise, with the cry: "For the king," the riders rushed into the middle of the fight. Many Uruks died and suddenly it looked very good for us. Fearful, they fled into the adjacent forest and shortly afterwards the trees trembled and the Uruks could be heard screaming. Then the forest calmed down again, and everything was quiet.

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