A Sacrifice To Save You

Let's finish this

The mighty roar of the cobalt blue dragon echoed across the plains, reaching every ear even in Mirkwood causing orcs and even the trolls to shake in fear as it resonated in their chest cavity. Spreading her wings Myra was getting ready to leap into air unleashing her wrath upon the enemy army when Thorin stepped in front of her earning Myra to fold her wings as she was settling down watching Thorin gazing up.

"I don't want to feel the way I was feeling when I watched you falling from the sky,"

Merely smiling, Myra lowered her head, lower chin lightly touching the ground as she looked into Thorin's reddish, teary eyes letting out a purr while Thorin lifted his hand to stroke her snout.

"Ride with me,"

Snapping his eyes up meeting Myra's calm gaze Thorin was speechless for a moment when he heard someone clearing their throat. Turning to look back, Thorin saw Balin standing there smiling.

"It would be a splendid idea, king of Erebor riding into battle with a mighty dragon to defend our kingdom is a powerful message for any enemy,"

"But first...." Dwalin's voice was heard behind them.

"Would you mind killing this nuisance first?!" Dwalin growled hitting Shelob on her head with his ax when she tried to make her escape.

Lifting one of her brows, Myra chuckled glancing at the spider fighting against dozen or so dwarves.

"Well, since you asked so nicely..." Myra spoke with a low tone of voice gradually lifting her head up while bending her neck taking a deep inhale, summoning her dragon fire. Shelob screeched at her standing up on her two legs snapping her jaws in defiance, she wasn't going down without a fight.

"Everyone take cover!!!!" Dwalin bellowed a warning to his kinsmen before diving onto the ground, Fili, Kili, Ori, and others following the example. Rangers and elves took cover behind a couple of boulders nearby just in time as Myra extended her neck forward opening her jaws releasing the blue flames toward the screaming Shelob who jumped into the air trying to aim her attack on Myra's head.

But the air itself before the flames even hit the spider was so hot it blew out the thin layer of moisture off of Shelob's body setting her on fire and when the flames reached her, agonizing screams of dying spider filled the air and the burning flesh invaded everyone's nose as Shelob's body dropped onto the ground in front of the dwarves. Her insides popped through the skin with eery sound, legs curling up under her belly and the screaming finally fading away.

A few dwarves were forced to look away, covering their mouths and nose, trying to prevent throwing up because of the smell alone while others grimaced watching the greenish, gooey looking liquid slowly flowing out of her belly.

After a while, as the night wind blew from the north taking the foul stench of the dead spider with it, Thorin's company and men from Dale started cheering loudly clapping their hands together.

"Let's go! We can win this war!!" one of the elven soldiers shouted bumping his sword up into the air his fellow warriors following whooping turning to face the enemy once more with new kind of energy.

"Fili, Kili take our warriors and hit hard on the flank, Myra and I take care of the center," Thorin gave the order determined expression on his face earning eager nods from his men.

"Fear is a four-letter word that I refuse to cower to. Let's so them what we are made of," Thorin snarled staring at the enemy line fisting his hand in front of his face.

"Let's give these bastards what they deserve!!" Kili shouted turning to his men who shouted their battle cries while Myra bent her wing allowing Thorin to climb on her back.