[Regin Hardhammer]

The situation had seemed bleak when Herugor had first surrounded the group. Greatly outnumbered and completely surrounded, Azarmanô began to fear in earnest. It seemed that nothing could save them now. But then, at the utmost moment of despair, Elendil had come with a mighty force of mounted faithful from the east to their aid. Inzillomi had pulled something out, but he had not been close enough to see the object, and soon she covered it again. It had been raining steadily for hours, making the ground slippery and transforming the dry dust into thick mud that the horses plowed through as fast as they could. Worse even than the rain, hail the size of small stones and nearly as heavy pelted the weary travellers. In spite of these dreadful elements, Azarmano felt extremely grateful to be alive after the party's near elimination by Herugor and his men.

Azarmanô was extremely grateful to see Elendil, but he wondered how he had received news of the goup's plight. For now, Azarmano remained content with being saved, but he decided to ask Elendil about the matter later. Azarmanô also longed to enquire about his wife and son who had already boarded Elendil’s ships, but decided against it. After all, Elendil probably had never even seen them, or if he had, didn’t know who they were. He did, however, introduce himself to Elendil, describe the group’s successful rescue, and offer him his sincere thanks.

“Arabapanu is a great man and an asset to the faithful. It is I who owe you a debt of gratitude," replied Elendil. "Now come, we must reach the ships before the island sinks into the sea. Make haste.”

The party galloped swiftly toward the harbor of Romenna where ships lay waiting to take them away. They had a healer with them, but no time to properly attend to Kathaani’s wounds. She had been taken away some days before and rode ahead of the main group with some other officers. Azarmanô wished that there was some action he could take to help her, but realized that nothing could be done until the Faithful reached the ships. If they waited for Kathaani to recover, none of them would make it out alive. Azarmano worried constantly about Kathaani and wished he could have seen her. Was she worse or had she improved since Azarmano last wrapped that bandage around her wounded shoulder? He did not know. But he felt sure that if she did not reach the ships soon, she would die. So the party pressed on, traveling for hours on end without stopping to eat and halting only for very brief rests. Azarmano hoped that Kathaani would still be alive when they boarded Elendil's ships in Romenna and left Numenor before the island sunk beneath the waves.