Nepenthe [Legolas]

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They came in rapidly, faster than Legolas and Aragorn could ever hope to fend off with mere arrows.

Ten of them went down within a moment. And then ten more were taking their place, trampling in with war cries.

Viridis met the first one head-on, arm slicing through the air, hitting flesh with one of the Mori Twins, decapitating the first Orc that dared try to come at him.

He killed the next by bringing both blades clean forward, finding flesh and twisting until a cry of anguish ripped itself from his next victim's throat before falling dead in a heap.

One after the other they all fell.

Viridis was a constant blur of motion. His surroundings forever spinning, changing as he shifted every second to fend off the next Orc coming toward him.

He killed the next by digging his blade into the back of one headed toward an unprepared Merry and sliced it laterally, pulling flesh from bone before stabbing once more toward the heart, killing the beast in the bat of an eye.

They were all fighting, boldly, valiantly, yet more and more Orcs kept filtering in. Years without disturbance brought on the anger and thirst for blood and these monsters were out to get it.

"They have a Cave Troll," Boromir said, incredulously, as if any ounce of surprise meant nothing anymore. They were simply dealing with each problem as it arose and this one just happened to be larger than any of them had faced before.

The Troll broke down the doors completely as it entered; tore it off its hinges and cast them aside with a mighty roar as it entered.

Viridis had to push himself to the side to avoid being trampled. He quickly traded his blades for a bow but not even an arrow to the side disturbed the beast from its rampage.

Gimli threw his axe, embedding it within the Trolls' side. He jumped out of the way a moment later as the monster smashed the rock slab he'd been on with his club.

The Troll had been chained, this much was evident by the long string of chain attached firmly around his neck, the edge trailing the floor as it walked.

Viridis ducked as another Orc flew around the corner, swinging its blade. A moment later and Viridis' head would have been cut clean off.

He cursed, rolling out of the way as the blade dug itself into the rock above his head and latched an arrow, drawing and firing before the Orc had the chance to make a second attempt.

"Legolas!" He called out, eyes wide as he saw the Elf cornered atop an overlook.

Viridis killed two more Orc as he watched the Elf duck, once, twice as the Troll swung its chain, destroying the rock around Legolas.

Pulling two arrows from his quiver and latching them in succession, Viridis fired them when the Troll made to whip its chains again, firing them so that they embedded into the arm of the beast.

The chains path was disrupted as the Troll gave a mighty cry, latching instead around a square pillar and locking it in place.

Legolas waited not a second more before he was using the chain as a walkway, deftly hooking across it and onto the Troll's shoulders where he fired an arrow straight into its head.

Still, it did not die.

The beast thrashed, casting Legolas off of its shoulders. The Elf leaped off, landing on his knees and skidding to the floor by Viridis.

"You're not allowed to tell me that what I do is worrying anymore." He scolded as Legolas pushed himself up.

Legolas huffed out a breath, a smile toying on his lips. "As you wish." He relented, latching and firing another bow in the time it took for Viridis to blink.