Gondolin watched the band charge them from the hill. Anticipating their move, he aimed his bow, the shaft of which he had already notched, at the Dunlendings. Releasing the arrow, he watched it speed straight into the forehead of an attacker. Other company members were launching shafts with vigor.
As the group closed in on them, he pulled out his knives and dove forward, coming up in the midst of them. His twin weapons flashed in the sunlight, striking several dunlendings hard (and fatal) blows to the neck.
A particularly large a foul-smelling brute appeared before him, axe held high. Gondolin moved to the side, only to have one of his knives knocked out of his hand. Sheathing his weapon, the elf swung out his long sword, catching the axe swing. For a brief moment the two grunted and pushed, as their weapons had become latched together. But then Gondolin momentarily gave in, using one hand to snatch his knife and run the man through.
All around him, the Dunlendings swarmed. The company was holding its own, however. The hobbits were protected in the center, landing blows on an enemy nearby.
Then a man caught his arm, holding onto it while wrenching his sword free. Gondolin swung his knife, held in his other hand, and hacked at the man's face. But another Dunlending grabbed hold of his left arm, forcing the knife free.
Punching the second assailant in the jaw, the elf swung a kick around at the first, laying him flat on his back. The elf then dispatched of the two, and looked around for another enemy to strike.
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