Star-Crossed Bond ( Legolas X Reader )

XXI. ( Fallen eye )

Legolas stood tall, an unbreakable force in the midst of chaos. The battlefield was filled with the clash of swords, the cries of men, and the roaring of beasts. Despite the overwhelming odds, Legolas remained steadfast, his bow a deadly weapon he wielded with grace and precision. He fought with unyielding determination, his arrow finding its target with deadly accuracy. The air was thick with the scent of blood and the sound of steel against steel, but Legolas stayed unwavering, his unwavering courage inspiring those around him.

Aragorn fought alongside Legolas, their partnership proven and unbreakable. His sword danced like a flash of lightning, deflecting blow after blow from the enemy. He fought with unmatched skill and precision, his every movement a testament to his years of training and experience. 

His gaze was fixed on the battlefield, never wavering, as he cut down the orcs and Uruks with determined strikes. As they fought side by side, an unspoken understanding seemed to pass between the two warriors. They moved in perfect harmony, each covering the other's blind spots, their trust in one another absolute.

Aragorn's sword slashed through the air, cutting down the Uruk-hai with lethal efficiency. But at this moment, time seemed to slow, the world around him a blur of chaos and bloodshed. As Aragorn's sword swung, it became clear that it was on a collision course with a massive orc, barreling straight toward him.

Despite the odds, Aragorn stood his ground, his eyes locked on the charging beast. In a split second, his decision was made - he chose to face the orc head-on, risking everything for the sake of defending his comrades.

The clash was intense, but the orc managed to bring Aragorn down, leaving him on the ground. Legolas, seeing his friend in danger, desperately tried to rush to his aid. However, he was too far away to assist in time. The urgent situation called for immediate action as the orc raised its weapon, poised to deliver a finishing blow to Aragorn.

However, Legolas' sharp elven senses picked up on the trembling earth beneath their feet, his heart quickening with the realization that something even more ominous was approaching. His gaze darted around, scanning the horizon for any signs of the impending threat.

Legolas' eyes widened in astonishment as vines coated with vicious thorns breached the earth's surface, violently ensnaring and tearing into the enemy. The unexpected surge of primal nature unleashed upon the battlefield left him momentarily taken aback, as it seemed to swing the tide of the raging conflict. The vines, a force of nature under some unseen command, ruthlessly ravaged the orcs and Uruks, turning the battleground into a chaotic scene of destruction.

From above, Y/N descended, leaping from the back of a black-winged beast. With swift precision, The force of her landing dislodged the orc from atop Aragorn, and its head rolled away, lifeless. 

"I was wondering when will you arrived" aragorn said breathlessly regaining his balance as he stand up.

"well we're deeply sorry my grace for making you wait" she bow to him mockingly making him chuckle. 

The sudden turn of events saved Aragorn's life, though the chaos of the battle continued to rage around them. The moment was tinged with the grim reality of the battlefield, while Y/N's timely intervention added an element of hope amidst the turmoil.

Legolas stood watching, his eyes wide open with a mix of awe and longing. There she was, standing so close yet so distant, her figure bathed in the glow of her twin swords. 

Her eyes shone with an ethereal green light, matching the grace with which she moved, almost as if she was dancing. With every swing of her blades, she effortlessly slew her foes. 

Occasionally, her hands flickered with magic, commanding the vines to obey her will. The sight was captivating, a display of power and beauty that filled Legolas with both admiration and yearning.