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Thalion wanted to close his eyes, he wanted to believe that this was all a nightmare, but in his heart he knew that it was real.

Legolas had killed these elves, he had killed the ones in the palace, he had killed men, women, and children without mercy.

Thalion set his jaw firmly and gripped his sword. He would not accept that Legolas was beyond help. His brother was still in there, he would find him and bring him back.

He would never give up on his brother, he swore it on his life.

"Legolas, please listen to me."
He took a cautious step forward, Legolas didn't even blink.
"I know you are afraid, and confused, but this isn't you." 

"You are not a killer, you are my brother. Please Legolas, end this madness. Come home!"

Legolas did nothing.
He studied Thalion in silence, and then looked down at his sword.

As he looked back up at Thalion three words began repeating themselves in his mind.

Liar, traitor, murderer.

Thalion had known that they were going to try and kill him, he had done nothing to stop them.

He could be doing the same thing again, leading him to his death.
How could he trust him? How could he trust anyone?

The only one you can trust is me.

Everyone else is a liar.

Legolas raised his sword and glared at Thalion. He would not allow anyone to harm him ever again.

Thalion met his brother's gaze in despair. Legolas was not going to listen to him, the truth pierced him like an arrow.

He would not harm his brother, he had promised to keep him safe and he had failed at that.

He would not slay him, or cause him any harm, but he would keep trying. As long as he still breathed he would not give up on Legolas.

Legolas charged at him with a shout of rage. Thalion raised his own sword and blocked the blow.

He forced Legolas back and quickly went in to make a move. Thalion was only trying to disarm Legolas, but Legolas was trying to kill him.

Every time either of them tried to strike, the other would effortlessly spin out of the way.

It was a deadly and lethal dance that would end with one elf on the ground, and leave the other one standing.

Thalion was trying desperately to get the upper hand but it was next to impossible. Legolas was too quick, and since Thalion was only defending himself, it seemed that the odds of him coming out alive were very small.

It happened so fast that Thalion hadn't had time to comprehend it. Legolas had been pushing him back and Thalion had tripped over a tree root.

He landed hard on his back and nearly dropped his sword in the fall. He brought it up just as Legolas was about to strike him.

Thalion was holding his sword over him with both hands, each one pressed firmly on the smooth side of the blade.

Legolas had both of his hands on the hilt of his sword, pushing it down with all of his strength.

Thalion felt his strength waning. He couldn't hold him off for much longer....

"Legolas please! Stop this! It is not too late! We can both walk away from this, it does not have to end like this!"