[Child of the 7th Age]

Child gasped and looked about in amazement. She truly could not believe how many Downers had raised their voices in song, and now how many came forward with weapons attempting to fight off Morgoth's little minions who had joined about the prisoners.

Child herself was a bit short on weapons, although she still had a battered mailbag which could be aimed strategically at heads and eyes. She felt like a beserker from an epic she had once read She certainly was not going to spend the rest of eternity with Morgoth. So she continued to bash away.