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"We must not kill them. It will cause even more trouble and those loyal to Rohan will not help us then." As the guards came towards them her face remained impassive. Char struck out at the first guard and the other guards expressions changed from smug to alarmed. They drew their swords and ran towards Char, Elrothiel and Gordo.
As the first one attacked her, Elrothiel ducked the sword blade and dived under the guard's arm in a roll. Straightening up behind him, she used an inside to outside hooking kick to the base of his neck where the spinal column drew level with the shoulder while he was still turning. He dropped his weapon and pain seared through him and she followed it up with a reverse turning kick to the solar plexis.
The guard collapsed, falling to the floor like a stone where he lay weezing and writhing. Elrothiel didn't spare him a second glance but turned to meet the next assailant.

She nodded and moved to stand behind him facing the oncoming guards. Her face was grim and she assessed each man's weaknesses as he came towards her. The first to reach her was young and looked inexperienced. He swiped his sword at her and she had to dodge several times, making it hard to cover Char. As she ducked his blade again she caught him by the wrist so his blade was in front of her. She twisted his wrist back and her released the weapon with a grunt of pain and she took hold of it, whipping around.
Using the flat of it she hit the man hard across the head, knocking him out. She then parried a blow aimed at Char to her left with the sword. She sighed in relief, if she hadn't got the sword...
Deciding not to think about all the possible near death experiences she blocked another blow, this time aimed at her midriff. Even more of the soldiers were appearing through a side door and running towards them. Come on Char she thought silently, bringing her knee up hard - breaking the guard's nose. He fell backwards, yelling loudly, and knocked over two of his allies. There was a short pause and Elrothiel spared a glance for Char. He had his eyes closed and seemed to be performing some sort of magic. Elrothiel turned back, gritting her teeth, ready for the next lot of guards' attack.

" Concentrate. Concentrate." Aldonar told himself. He concentrated. He had done it. All he had to do was think. " Go! Surround them." He thought. Suddenly,fire Shot up in a small pillar and surrounded the men who tried to resiste. Yet nothing was burnt up. It did not even smell like smoke." Say nothing of this to anybody." He said to Erothiel

Elrothiel nodded and watched the fire. She was sure it was magic now. It surrounded all of the men and yet the wooden hall and the thatched roof had not been affected at all. She smiled as she saw the fear and alarm in the men's eyes as the fire surrounded them. She scanned the room for signs of Wormtongue and saw him fall. She saw Gordo and turned back to the men inside the ring of fire - Gordo could look after himself.

Gordo hurled himself forward and slid across the ice towards Wormtongue just as a brilliant red glare filled the room. Stunned, he nearly lost his balance. He jerked his head around to see veins of fire erupting all around and yet the Golden Hall stood solid. The flames separated him and Grima from his comrades and the guards. Gordo scolded himself for losing his focus and again he lurched after Wormtongue. "Runnin' off to your King, are ye? I think I'll come along. He's sure to have some heavy words on his tongue when he hears this ruckus," The dwarf shouted. Just as Gordo was within an arm's reach of the repellant creature, Grima lunged away and bolted for a door. Gordo growled and followed after him before he noticed that Wormtongue was sprinting for a door that was slightly ajar, obscuring a woman's face.

"Char! Look over there. Who's that? And who's side is she on?" Elrothiel screwed up her eyes to see through the smoke but she could only dimly make out the figures and had no idea what was going on. "What's happening?"

Wormtongue sunk to his knees as Isil's choke hold drained his strength. Gordo stepped up behind him and wrapped his urgosh tightly around his neck, pushing the cold steel square against the ball of his throat. "Oh, I'll take it from here, all right," the dwarf took a moment to size up the woman in the doorway before craning his neck back towards the others, who he'd hoped were faring well against the King's guards.