Dunlendings! Andunériel grabbed her sword. This was to much. And they had thought it had been over; thought they would be fine. But they had a last battle to fight. She started fighting wildly, watching the others do likewise. She caught Anson´s eye, who looked frightened and paralized. She looked at him, silently told him not to worry. We´ll survive this. We´ve survived so much. We´ll survive this.
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